Teaching
Before language,
womben dancing together
took care of business
everywhere.
Thirteen times the changing moon, our calendar,
turns Her month around the sun’s year.
Thirteen menstrual cycles reflect
that necklace of unending life.
Once we were moon-wise,
flowing, cycling together,.
How much we have forgotten!
Remember to breathe!
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What awe to find Turtle’s shell,
a precious gift,
our portable reminder:
13 big plates count the year’s months,
28 small plates bordering
count the month’s days,
common red ocher earth
useful for marking memory.
How did the moon
shape Turtle’s teaching shell
so well?
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Sky Woman arches Her Sky dome,
over the curved earth,
Turtle Mother, our generous home.
Our every step is prayer of thanks,
our track a ‘beauty way’
on Her strong back,
patched by land and sea.
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We are the sacred marriage
of future and past!
We are womb of life, moon-like, turtle-like.
We are shape-changing
puzzles of broken pieces:
two become three, trinity, family,
rejoined, rejoicing, made whole,
balanced, in harmony.
We have forgotten what we knew:
we are precious, gifted, treasured, by
the earth and sky.
© Tamara Rasmussen 2018