Song of the Dakini Tantras Catherine Fehrmann M.D.

naked in your devotion, in the garden…

sing softly, move gracefully…

learning how to bear it or let it break you

scatter and pour of the empowerments… 

scattering obscuration, pouring potential wisdom 

into body mind and heart

gifts of the Magi…

we share this prayer, we share this moment of silence…

silky black wings fluttering over pink buds on green stalks 

and now striped buzzing winged one intervenes

I keep opening myself to my love and longing 

for fat pink roses warmed by the sun, and there is grief… 

I step into the morning sun, warm upon my face, brisk chill in the air… 

I offer, I offer to the rawness of this moment, cool and warm at once…