Chant of the Pregnant Goddess 
by Jana McCarthy I am the mother of the moon 
sister of the stars 
child of the light in your eyes. 
I am powerful. 
  
The geometry of my shape shifts 
from gently curved lines 
to expanding circles: earth, moon, sun. 


I am powerful. 
I am strong. 


The tempo of my vibration quickens, 
increasing from 
butterfly wings, to floundering fish, 
to beating drum, 
erupting volcano, 
the rhythm as old and constant as 
the cycles of the sun 
and the turn of the tides. 
I am powerful. 
I am strong. 
I am beautiful. 
I hold the hope of my ancestors 
the knowledge of my time 
the fate of my future. 
I am powerful. 
I am strong. 
I am beautiful. 
I am mother. 

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