LISTEN, PEACEFUL WARRIOR

Come here and relax

Let the eternal feminine hold you tenderly

Come and penetrate softly

The fountains of silence

And rest in the depth

Of her golden cavern.

The return to innocence,

To the eternal womb of creation.

Let her hold you tenderly

While you be still and receive

The nectar of her inexhaustible passion

Relax

There is nothing to do

And nowhere to go

You've come here

To taste the ecstasy

That is your birthright.

Copyright 1995 Maryse Côté