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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
Copyright ©
Ghairo Daniels
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