My tailbone is on fire with the roots of creation
Undulation behind my throat with no words to express
You call to me through liquid consciousness
Your old ancient stirring evokes primordial sounds

I am my mother
She my grandmother
and she her mother
all coming through the same portal of creation
and yet…
there has always been you who animated and whispers in my ear…
listen to waterbody
I am nothing and I am everything
I am a speck and I am the universe
from micro to macro
I move
tailbone releases what lurks behind my heart, my throat
My heart is on fire for you and yet I am not even sure I know who or what you are
no words
my love and devotion to you
through these dark ages
I am able to live in the light with you
Lethargy and old habits slide off the blade of sharp, soft attention
A reflective body (mine)
of water shimmering
with thousands upon thousands of tiny potent points of light

The milk of the mother moves my spine into embryonic nourishment
undifferentiated cell life
intelligent migration
helpful knowing

I feel change coming on