Today I call upon the Kings

Today I call upon the Kings
Our brothers, friends, our men
Our hearts cry out for your return
For if not now, then when?

The world is shaking, morphing, transforming
into living a new way
We need your safety, your protection
to keep the dark at bay

Many women carry their own shield
of abuse, of survival or shame
If you'd come to be her armour
the world wouldn't be the same

Yes, we are whole, we are strong, we are safe
we can find our ways
but it's not nearly the same as receiving
your sword and devotional gaze

So, get up, rise up, brothers and men!
We are thirsty for your power
We want your vision, your depth, your direction
leading us into the golden hour

If you want her wisdom, love, surrender
in holy heart and womb
provide the all-inviting container
for her feminine to bloom

I have yet to meet a woman
who does not wholly ache
to fall into the sturdy frame
of a man who is awake

Listen to her intuition
as your portal to the divine
then step into your Kingdom
allow your gifts to shine

Can you straighten your spine, get your focus in line
Steer away from trivial pursuits?
See our longing for more not as blame
an invitation to reap all your fruits

The world is too void of examples of men
who walk the warrior path
but we have to let go of this notion
the masculine's tied to wrath

What guides our men is our open hearts
our sensuality and our trust
This means letting go of the reigns of control
brushing off the feminist dust

Divine union is a two-way street
as queens we claim our own part
Both rising into our essence
creating empires as art