Lullaby for a Slunbering God

The first murmurings of life,

Come fluttering out of emptiness,

To settle in the warm embrace,

Of the waiting, sleeping womb.

Precious flicker of existence,

Whispering secrets of springtime,

To root and bulb and waiting seed,

Hinting at what will be.

She holds you deep within her,

Nurturing with stories,

Drawn from the memory,

Of summer passed and winter gone.

Dreaming the long sleep,

Visions ghosted and fleeting,

The waking world lies distant,

Faint as mist at dawn.

She cradles you in darkness,

Safe in pregnant soil,

Stirring softly as you quicken,

Finding shape and form.

As the chill days lengthen,

The light will kiss your eyes,

Rousing the earth mother,

For the birthing of new life.

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