Ixchel

Peer down My rabbit-hole, intrepid Alice,

to encounter center’s inner eye.

Tumble down into Me,

to My soft moist nest within,

where faded leaves,

brown silky fur, and brown/pink skin

curl in a weaver’s comforter of nurturing.

It is dark here and everything is naked.

Nuzzle and find the sweet teat of love.

Cuddle in the embrace of healing.

I Am Ixchel,

self-fertilizing Rabbit Mother of the Mayans.

I love all My children equally.

Fullness and hunger dance together

in the peaceful shadow

of the rabbit in the moon.

This dark moon time is a gestation

making whole as an egg

the dream of daylight, full moon promise,

the waxing, growing, Easter work,

hope's work,

that waits to be done.

© Tamara Rasmussen 2018