This is the Tantra

A man must learn
to not just take in his woman’s words
He must learn to notice
whether she’s holding her breath
or breathing freely and unobstructed
He must catch the spark or dimming down
in the flicker of her eye
He must root his consciousness so strongly
creating a space so safe
she has nowhere to go, but open
He must become like the mountain
solid, connected, grounded, trustworthy
He must own his primal desires yet connect them to the service of his heart
He must invite her heart to express
the full spectrum of her feeling world
by gracing her with the container
of his undistracted, loving presence
This is the gift of the masculine

A woman must learn
to not just tell him what she feels
She must express herself through her entire body, her posture, her eyes, her breath, her moans
She must learn to lead from the revealing of her heart
unshelled, raw, unprotected and pure
She must keep cracking her heart open
again and again and again
void of expectation or any kind of guarantee
She must tap into the depth of her pleasure and allow it to fuel every area of her life
She must recognize both her darkest fire and lightest softness as equally feminine
She must draw him back to his centre by opening and surrendering to his leadership
This is the gift of the feminine

This is the remembering
To lead each other back to wholeness
This is the Tantra
To merge the sensual with the sacred
This is the ascending
To unite God and Goddess into one
This is the great healing
To rise together