Gynergy Poem by Alla Bozarth

Gynergy



I have been asleep for ten years of my life,
but today am waking, waking~~

Aware of the seahorse
alone in his quiet lair,
the male mother who gives birth
laboriously in salt water, and

Aware of the male nanny grebe
who cares for the kids
while mother bird tests
her wings against the sun
for food to feed their young~~

Aware also of the countless gifts
of female energy that would surely
explode the world if they were known,
and go wasted, as if to spare the planet,
but instead, the plant dies with them~~

Aware of the beauty of old women’s
hands on young women’s shoulders
who take to the fluid process of science,
clay, bronze, steel, paint or poetry, or pound out
their magic music on primitive drums, on strings,
through horns, sending their lusty wail—

To Life! To Life!
Aware of these forces I wake
out of my middle years
to look into the infinite
eyes of my sisters, daughters,
mothers, Grand-and-Godmothers,
caught in their endless circle of energy,
created anew in their nurture, begin to see
the vast deep roots of my woman-nature
reaching around Earth and held in their
circular fire with great white waters
running under~~

And wonder, for wonder,
how I shall ever sleep again—

This poem is from the books Gynergy by Alla Renée Bozarth,
Wisdom House 1978; Womanpriest: A Personal Odyssey,
revised edition 1988; distributed by the poet; Stars in Your Bones:
Emerging Signposts on Our Spiritual Journeys by Alla Bozarth,
Julia Barkley and Terri Hawthorne, North Star Press of St. Cloud
1990; Love's Prism: Threads of Grace through Seasons of Change
by Alla Renée Bozarth, Sheed and Ward imprint of Rowman and
Littlefield Publishing Company 1995; audio cassette Water Women
by Alla Renée Bozarth, Wisdom House 1990, distributed by the
poet. All rights reserved.

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