Medicine of the rose, Musings, Poetry, Sacred Feminine, Womb wisdom

Mystical Menstruation – a poem












I am between the worlds⁣⁣⁣, tiptoeing in the twilight⁣⁣⁣
As the silver sliver in the sky⁣⁣⁣ rises above the horizon 🌙⁣⁣
This crescent moon ⁣⁣becomes my crown⁣ 👑 ⁣⁣

As the Red Goddess ushers me⁣⁣⁣ into her realm ⁣⁣⁣
Deep ravines ripen⁣⁣⁣ in the rose of my womb,⁣⁣⁣
Receiving rivers of red⁣ 🩸⁣⁣
I succumb to the ravishment⁣⁣⁣
as this elixir of life ⁣⁣⁣
streams along the seams ⁣⁣⁣
of these luscious thighs⁣⁣⁣
⁣heavenly and earthbound ⁣⁣
Reminding me I am not yet a mother⁣⁣⁣
But a Queen; ⁣⁣⁣
a daughter of Magdalene ⁣⁣⁣
A menstrual muse ⁣⁣⁣
A holy woman veiled in red⁣⁣⁣
A mystic of the moon⁣⁣⁣
And oracle of the womb⁣ 🍷⁣⁣
Singing songs that open portals ⁣⁣⁣
to dimensions both bygone and beyond⁣⁣⁣
Decoding the wisdom ⁣⁣⁣
of this lineage of love⁣ ❤️⁣⁣
The voice of my womb⁣⁣⁣
speaks in tongues that untangle ⁣⁣⁣
truth and dispel delusion;⁣⁣⁣
Annointed between the brow ⁣⁣⁣
The pigment of pomegranate ⁣⁣⁣
Untaints my perception ⁣⁣⁣

Imbibing of this nectar;⁣⁣⁣
Fragrant rose blood ⁣⁣⁣
intoxicates my meagre mind ⁣⁣⁣
and plunges me into ⁣⁣⁣
the heart of the Mystery⁣⁣⁣
Deep earth draws me down⁣⁣⁣
Magnetically and magically ⁣⁣
And I merge with her ⁣⁣
profound peace;⁣⁣⁣
Her exquisite rapture ⁣⁣
and wild wonder⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣
I dissolve into the Goddess⁣⁣⁣
Becoming Her⁣

This irresistible death ⁣⁣⁣
is my sweet unbecoming;⁣⁣⁣

The most revelatory ⁣
remembering 🌹


Artwork: Katia Honour

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