This Blood

If this blood could share my life
But to waste the colors do despair
My feminine figure eclipsed by a giving
To the earth the remains absorbed

I crawl from the night a new woman
Whose given a path of effort
To climb from this early birth into the arms of new life
The death of a world decays before me
Fields of grace spread pleasantly
Take these aching arms and wrap them in bury
This night has come to a close
I have felt you adorn my heart with the warmth of the rising sun

Never could this day burden me
My arms have strengthened
I listen carefully to you
Blessed with the wisdom to listen
I know what is holy and free
To reign with the wisdom of kindness and compassion
No reason to enslave

I am free from worry and shame
Free from the brier patch of defense
No man can catch my worry
For worry is not mine
Heart capture this intellect
For I see so clearly
Pass your graces to others
Pass your graces to see
Others standing before you
Needing what you perceive
Needing what you see.