Poetry

Sacred Erotic & Ecstatic Intuitive Poetry

Earth – Sky Tantra: A Loving Birth Story

On the night you were born, Sky made love to Earth— passionate and filled with such fervor, that a rumbling, orgasmic, catalytic combustion of All Life was created. Word, Sound danced in infinite darkness until light spun through Sky’s fingers— ...

Enter the Center of My Fragrance

Enter me. Enter the center of my fragrance, the elixir of my Love. Come closer. Hear the taste of honey on your tongue. My sweet embrace beckons you, my soul-heart whispers your name. Enter here. Enter me. Intoxicate me. ©Rebecca Cavender

Singing You Home

i hear a kulning, there—atop the mountain shrouded in mist … elusive, catching light within the dark; the ancient song echoes across fields of hope, answered by gentle bells, ringing in the distance. I want to be carried upon the wind of sound that leaves behind a...

Earth Story: When Earth Speaks

Your body is land-water-sky. You’re birthed from all three. We live within you. Salt bones Liquid light Wind pathways: We bring you home. Home to the light dance. Of water and sky and land. You are our salt. —says Earth— ©Rebeca...

Come to My Horizon

Come to my horizon, drink from my sea: a torrent of desire, echoing within your currents, your tides of salted-hope. Reach for the wild stillpoint, the edge of infinity; I’ll beckon you closer, then sweep you away. ©Rebecca Cavender

Open the Gates

Open the gates to your sacred voice. Open the gates to the song of your soul. Open the gates to the chambers of your throat. Say "Ah." Speak. Speak your heart. Speak. Speak your mind. I'll kneel to the power of your truth. Mourn. Feel the lament in your belly swell to...

WHEN WE HURT

And this earth hurts more today And this land hurts more today And this eruption of chaos /of undulating pain/ is louder today. And I want to caress the bruised cheeks of the planet, sweep into caverns of fire with sweet-honey rain— spilling blessings for scorched...

THE AIR IS THICK WITH LIGHT

The air is thick with light: heat, bright as a sun-torched gord (a drinking well, deep with thought, an expression of your truth, your surrender, ...

Impermanence

Impermanence swells along the mouth of the river open wide stretched in surrender to ceaseless change— sediment holds to the edge like an old lover, unyielding, unwilling to let go afraid to be swallowed by rising tides after winter hibernates and ice melts along the...

You Are the Song of Love

You are the song of love. You vibrate in my heart, through my deepest wisdom, through the echoes of my bones. I know you. I remember you. I see you here. We sit across from one another a blessing of the Beloved a blessing to be reunited. You play my song. You play my...

Dance, Dance, Dance

by Rebecca Cavender | ecstatic poetry, poetry

Dance, dance, dance. Spin your ecstasy in Union. Hear the call of your heart; the drums of your feet, tapping the floor, an echo of remembrance, singing you home. Dance, dance, dance. Whirl into your cosmic body, your electric field of transmutation: Galaxies alight...

I Breathe in the Soft Petals of Your Love

by Rebecca Cavender | intuitive poetry, poetry

I breathe in the soft petals of your love an unfolding of grace a revelation of sound escaping crevices, —cavern-like— until the echo of light brings you to me. Remember: Dark soil gives rise to the sacred rose touched by the fingers of god and sun and all bright...

Come to My Horizon

by Rebecca Cavender | ecstatic poetry, poetry

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