asked the woman
who hoped the muse
would answer her questioning words
about the far-away land
where disease, famine and trauma shatter fragile spirits.
She felt a stir within her spirit,
an answered prayer for the journey
looming on the horizon of the courageous woman.
She listened intently to hear the soft-spoken muse
who uttered these wise words –
“Quiet your fears; hear the women beckoning you to their home land.
“They want you to walk their ancient land,
to listen for the ancestral spirits
who will share their stories of life journey
woman to woman.
You will hear,” said the muse,
“soul-wrenching words.
“Your mission is to carry the ancestor’s words
back to your home land.
Go now. Awaken the ancient spirits
from the depths of their despair. Their journey
will be the story of every woman,”
whispered the muse.
“I will wake up the grandmother muse
so you can hear her wise words
of survival in a land
that does not honor the female spirit
but imprisons the soul whose journey
stays locked in a repeating pattern of generations of women.
“The ancient souls cry out to sister women
like you,” said the muse.
“They beg you to share their words
that speak of earth and land,
heart and spirit,
movement and journey.”
Your journey is the journey of every woman.
Let the muse’s words sustain you.
Plant your feet on the land and follow your spirit guide.
- Sue McCollum
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