“WombMan”

Poetry By: Afi

That thing that makes mountains seem as tall as the heavens yet powerful enough to move. The spark that has the potential to change the world. A word. A sound. We are Inspiration. Vibrating in the frequency of life. Dance to the rhythm of our original land. Moving and grooving in our Divine Feminine. Sing. Sing so soulfully the ancestors are now our choir. Echoing from the unseen reality into this space. Blessed. Healed. Powerful. Window into her world. Her Soul. Radiant, Ancient, Infinite, Strong. The blue print of all creation. Her Voice. Delicately loud. Powerful. Her Essence sublime. Bends the fabric of all that is. No ending.. Pause... Can I be transparent. Last year I almost ran out of time. It was a fight to be here.

Nervous Breakdown

Mama stage 4 cancer caring for her with all I have. Daddy stroke learning to walk & talk again Sister friend gone.

I lost my baby on the bathroom floor staring at the remnants of a broken love in my tub. I screamed to creator,

I no longer choose suffering. Still still here searching, inhaling, releasing, relentless there has to freedom in awakening

Unpause

To sit here in this space New body Mind Open Unfrangmented Soul I thought I lost myself. When in actually you must die in order to be reborn. God bless my child who often felt alone. The plight of the Woman. The fight of woman

The universe birthed through her is her. Love heals all it sets its energy upon. Can strengthen the weak. The Light that shines upon man. Our Protector our Guide For Us he Is King. That thing. powerful enough to move mountains. The Vibration.

The Love. The Essence. The Song. Beautiful

Birthed of the sacred Darkness

We are the mothers of all that exists. Wombman is Goddess

In honor of The Divine Feminine in off of its light love power & grace