Ripcords of Hope – poem by Mare

Ripcords of Hope

 

 

a string dangles between her

legs that have walked

many miles beyond the moon,

ceased river of red.

 

a cord from that very womb

space that never birthed

a child this time

only gifts of art and loss.

 

she pulls the ripcord,

a pile of lives

spill onto the floor

grays blacks and reds run.

 

a puddle of terror, hatred

sorrow infused droplets

of centuries of abuse

from holy pulpit’s minions.

 

a powerful healer with plants

carrying sacred touch,

medicine to wounds of skin

and spirit threatened.

 

burned at the stake

surrounded by crosses

and silenced again,

a multitude of sisters.

 

the herbs still flowered

wild and hidden

in forest corners

awaiting harvest.

 

for the gentle touch

of feminine hands to discover

again the call to sing

healing into their haras.

 

to release the dammed

forces trapped by too many

moons ignored and

songs unsung.

 

the sisters are gathering

in ancient groves

quietly, consciously

to remember the dance.

 

they gather to call

on the crones and the trees

to stomp in confidence

and forgiveness.

 

the ripcords are emerging

to release the web

of woundedness

shed into Mother’s hope circle.

 

 

 

Jan, 2012

Linganore

mare

 

 

This poem has come out of my writing and reflecting on the Divine Feminine and all the powerful women who have been silenced or martyred over the centuries since the Christian legions scoured the land for any gifted healers who practiced the ancient arts of healing. And I wanted to celebrate the resurgence of women gathering together to celebrate the Goddess and the moon cycles and our inherent wisdom and compassionate power.

About Mare Cromwell

Referred to as “The Voice of Earth Mother” by a gifted Shoshone elder, Mare Cromwell is a multi-award-winning author, nature mystic, empathic intuitive healer (with shamanic influences) and international speaker. Her books include: "The Great Mother Bible"; "Messages from Mother.... Earth Mother"; and "If I gave you God’s phone number.... Searching for Spirituality in America". She has studied with Native American teachers for twenty years and is currently on hiatus from the World Council for Wisdom Gatherings. Mare leads workshops on our Sacred Planet-Earth Mother, Womb Wisdom and Sacred Silliness and more. She is the visionary behind the Great Mother Wisdom Gathering (Maryland, 2014). She loves to be involved in Ceremony. Mare is also a former worm herder. She calls Western Maryland home. www.marecromwell.com
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