Oh Great Mother
I face you to understand birth
and new beginnings.
I look to you bringing forth a new day
and am reminded that life is
The beginning of the new means
the ending of the old
and while we can never be sure
of how it will arrive
we know that it will.
With each ending you cradle
us in your arms and sing to us
lullabies of our past
singing away on the wind
that we may be emptied and readied
for our new birth – our new songs.
But sometimes we can’t give our songs to you
and so we struggle to hear
when our new beginning
has arrived –
and it comes as a discordant clash.
hard and hurtful to our beings.
Great Mother I give you my songs
the songs of my body and heart past
empty me and dissolve me
that I may forgive and be forgiven
that I may hear the music of
my new beginnings
my new birth
sung from your heart to mine.
Let’s dance together into a new life.
Written and copyright to Jennifer McCormack, July 2010, except for *lines from”Iroquois Oral Tradition”, Native American, recorded by Jose Hobday