Goddess, let me worship
your eyes of sky, their infinite space expanding beyond,
your eyes of sky, their infinite space expanding beyond,
propelling me on waves of sensuous vision,
purifying me with their soft rhythm
of here, now, here, now, here, now...
your touch of fire, as it turns my skin incandescent
and burns away my consciousness of things-as-I-know-them,
so that I may better feel
this Earth moving under (and in) me...
your smile of sighs, its release of long-held breath,
of long-felt and long-yearning good will given freely,
and in the giving, joy, giddy divine generosity
madly multiplying hope beyond reason...
your open arms, able to receive and soften my so-often
untrammeled energy,
able to anchor through Center-aligned spine
and Earth-rooted feet that not only know where they stand,
but also feel it, massage it...
Goddess, let me worship
our loving encounter
