I South Africa I Woman

{August is Woman’s Month in South Africa. August 9th is Woman’s Day. August 8th is an opening of the Lion’s Portal to Cosmic Strength. This poem is for all the Lion Hearted women who have crossed my path on all timelines across all dimensions ! } I SOUTH AFRICA WOMAN AM I I stand before you on rolling hills Warts, wrinkles, crevices, oceans Deserts, floods, strikes, loud laughs In suffering and sub-atomic joy Failures and victories Stencilled on my skin Wringing luminous blood from my heaving soils I stand before you glorious in Guilt and innocence falling apart and rebirthing Peacock feathers on my crown Lion claws at my ankles Passionate with Africa’s ebony longings Sunflower seeds dissolving in the molten love of my land I, South Africa, Woman of raw intention Ever-evolving, all encompassing Heart of enigmatic glimpses ! Cape Point to Onderstepoort to Limpopo Karoo, Table Mountain, Magaliesberg flash scattering pollened proteas along my footprints Drawing down from my own bright Sun forgiveness as a woman’s mercurial power let loose like marula leaves to swim with silver trout in muddy Orange River I embrace those who raped me Taste their cringing hyenaed violence as their shivering delusions touch mine Daisy petals softly Blowing in the wind Away, away … My bones grow strong, my fibres stretch Cabbage leaves open when I play with power See its pitfalls and translucent pearls Heartbeat of the South ! Moulting … Exposing ! Your tortured history From shack to pine forest As the Wheel pirouettes Its feminine artery Steadfast I stand, no stumble… Moving from crawl to toddle Gawky teen to Gaia-Goddess Nurturing Mother drum-beating Ambrosial ova Implanting a deeper, different Way Where Rose and Thorn garlands itself in Ecstatic Oneness ©ghairodanielspoetry2020