My body knows
has always known
my way back to God.
moving in slow sensual swirls
under the vastness of a moon-lit night
swaying until stillness fills every cell
and there are no hard edges
striving, panting, thinking
I open into spaciousness
becoming the brilliant Night Jewel
boldly, gently shimmering her soft light.
And I discover that
I have always been
in God’s lap.
© 2011 Lisa A. McCrohan
It is in movement, sensual swirls, barefoot, under the moon that I soften and “return Home.”
Softening and surrendering. In movement. In writing a poem. This is how I return to the Divine and discover that I didn’t “go” anywhere. I’ve always been right here on God’s lap.
How do you “return” to the Divine within you and around you?