Meyaledet / Midwife

How holy
to give
your own generative
soul over

to space-holding
for the throes of creation.

How divine to carve out
sweet time for this
devotional
revelation-archeology.

What a dedicated shepherding:
to lead the lonely dreamlamb
through the midnight wetness
of the undulating tunnel,

from the dark cave
of secretive sacrifice
into the bright altar-bath
of broad daylight.

The sacred excavation
of helixed antiquity
and brand-newness,

the exhuming of newborn
remembrancer,
the gentle
brushing away of debris,
the unveiling,

the making of your own heart
into a hothouse
where the most frangible flowers
can root,
flourish,
grow.

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Poem #5 in the Priestess Path Cycle / Kohenet Netivot Sidrah.

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With thanks to Rav Kohanot Jill Hammer and Taya Ma for The Hebrew Priestess.

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Photo: Victoria Amazonica (giant Amazon waterlilies) in a large greenhouse at the Saint Petersburg Botanical Garden by Vladimir Ivanov