I closed my eyes and looked inside
and saw that I was made of stars
In and down, round and round
In I go without a sound.
The sacred drum pounds;
My heartbeat echoing the Mother’s pulse.
My blood follows her rivers
Slippery, wet, salty – life-giving.
My breath, made up of Her breath
Expands and fills the spaces.
My muscles and bones wrap me up
Like the roots of Her mighty trees.
In every cell glows a single light
Echoing the star-shattered void,
The starry abyss.
We go outwards in our search for the Heavens
When all we need to do is close our eyes
And see the stars within.
– Sara Foley