Earth Mama Patricia St. Louis, csj, Artist
Morning Prayer
When light drops into a woman's body
she knows this familiar grace.
When every hard edge
of life digs in like
the top of tight socks into flesh she
remembers light will return
as softness caressing one breast close
to where the heart lives
as warmth, wet rising low beneath her navel
as a kiss eager, unrelenting
drawing her into lightness beyond
the long, lost night.
Barbara Billey (23 Mar 26)
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