Tidal rhythms

In pace with nature

Driven to dance

Earth against our feet

The sky invites us

Upward

As we leave worry behind

We shed modernity

That shelter for misogyny

We flow with the mother

The first faith

Poetry is born

In the magic hours

Rising in secret

Against the law of men

We dance

We celebrate

We sing

Moonlight cooling our skin

Elevated with the stars

Remembering

Our roots

We stand as trees

As stones

As wildflowers blooming

Something untamed

And outside the law

Uplifted in joy

And peace – Caroline A. Slee