‘Tween Ostara and Beltane
I feel nature awaken within.
Whilst there is no bee in mind for the opening petals around my heart
No Ram for this ewe nor
Stag for the doe,
The goddess tells something inside to awaken.
My lips remember the pressure of a kiss,
My body, a gentle embrace
And though not yet fully awakened ,
The sacred loins still to recall lustful desire,
The goddess tells me to trust nature;
The God will come to me through ‘him’.
I do not need to act or seek;
Just trust and rejoice seasons’ passion
and once connected, explore our two worlds together as the blossom blooms and falls.