Glory Circle

The  Glory Circle - a poem by Marilyn A Wilson

Inhale the power of the feminine

Absorb her glory and might

Honor her story and royal presence

As you stand tall in her midst tonight.

As her energy pours from your fingertips

And you breathe her spirit light

Feel her in your fullness

Burning brightly in the night!

Throw your head back and gaze in her honor

See the whirling faces of all the women before

Their hair is sparse, straight, or curly

And their bodies are full, thin, or curvy galore

Dotting the whirling shape forming

As decorations on a holiday tree

They all connect in a glory circle

Of those, before you and me.

Around, under, above, and beyond

We are supported as we stand

Together, joined, and united

Holding hearts and holding hands.

I stand at the bottom, dizzy as I gaze

At the radiating energy all around me in a blaze.

The ancestors are watching and calling to me

To follow the path of the feminine ways.

They chant together in a harmony of song,

“You are the woman you have been waiting for – all along.”

‘Our wisdom is your wisdom

Our gentleness, your way

Our experiences, your experience

And, in love, for you, we appear today.”

Inhale our energy and hold precious our gift

Of girl-hearts, mother-love, and as sisters who forgive.

Know always that we feel you, we see you, and we hear 

Your enchanting melody drawing others very near.

You are strong and you are mighty

A warrior of women, with little rest

You are a symbol of what is real and now

And today, you are at your best.

One day you will join the glory circle

Where our minds and spirits are one

When our voices sing out powerfully

Leading others in their woman song.

As for now, you may be still a while,

Stand grounded, sturdy, and tall

Exhale into your radiance

And praise power to us all!

By Marilyn Ashe Wilson

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