Cyclic beings of the moon

Men
Solar beings
Steadily shining

Women
Lunar beings
Cyclic in nature

Society
Linear
Yet we, are not

We pause, we blossom, we bloom, we shed
Like nature
Like the seasons
Never ending rebirthing
of new beginnings

Let us bleed
Let us turn inward
and not be deemed dark or too emotional

Let us bloom
Let us turn outward
and not let our sensuality be dimmed

We are women
Cyclic beings of the moon
We gather and heal in circles
Remembering our nature
Remembering the sacred
Remembering our power