In the beginning
It was wild
a whimsical dance like water waltzing in the wind
we were surrounded by this warm liquid, whirling in the womb
We were blind, deaf and dumb
not wholly ourselves and not wholly our mom’s.
we were but whispers of possibility
not yet penetrated, permeated
not yet fabricated.
We were still dust of the earth
Waiting
to be blown into being
breathed into seeing
bawled into moving, hearing and eating.
We were nothing
and some of us still are
sitting and waiting for new life to explode from a star
Naked we came
naked we leave
and somewhere in between
there is time to believe
that is
to pursue righteousness, godliness, love, endurance and gentleness
what new translated scripture means by faithfulness
it means to become
to not grow head heavy, arrogant and dumb
to embrace
the whimsical dance we were once birthed from in the cosmic space
to sing this song of our ancestors from long ago
to breathe the air of sacred crow
to dance in the burning sensation of snow
to return to the beginning, to return to the end
to enter back into the womb so that we might live once again.
by Rev Alisha 
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