Scattered tears upon our wombs
We are the midwives of this earth
Of every living creature, our sacred geometry gives rise to both the feminine and the masculine
We inhabit all worlds, the underworld, the middle world, the upper world
The domain of our inner landscaping belongs to no one but us and our ancestors
Who walked miles to give birth to the sun, the moon and the stars.
Penetrating humanity with mercy
Diminishing darkness with every choice made to rise against it
Our names written in scripture
Our deeds recorded in time
We wander the corridors of the gods
Inhabiting both Mother and Father
In lifetimes past and those to come.
We are you.
Honor us.