The King is a Woman

Lights. Camera.

Wool socks and silk undergarment

A whiff of Autumn from low hanging clouds

Hot tea in the mid morning

Wet drops of rain hanging on the windowsill

Lay an Alter for your body

Naked yoga on the kitchen counter

soar like an eagle over a Mountain

soak up the feeling of self-worship

move into the stillness of Grace

and your wild spirit animal emerges

The mystery of femininity awakened

in the innate rhythm of womanhood

Devoted to Femininity that heals inherited Trauma

Sometimes the king is a woman.


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