Standing in a circle of darkness
Eyes facing the four directions
Relinquishing this body of flesh and bone
Don’t you know
Lightning strikes gods and demons alike
Breathing in the celestial fragrant air.
Bathing in the womb of the great mother
Uttering mysteries with lips tightly shut
Revealing.
It’s safe
Come
C o m e
Home
Theodore Tsaousidis
The poem is titled “The Call” and is a re-post from https://michaelstoneteaching.com/. You can see the original post here
