The call in her heart
A pain of longing,
Of knowing
Too loud to ignore
Too painful to disregard
This is what she is here for
She gathers them
From ancient paths
From modern science
They are woven together
Pierced by the golden thread
Of time infinite
Theirs is not an easy path
But they know it is their destiny
A revolution of womenfolk
Not excluding
Only wisdom uniting
To change history
There are rules
Kindness, compassion & empathy
Solutions to be made
Respect for one another
Beliefs all individual
The outcome sustainable for one and all
They rise with their innate knowledge
Sharing their methods
From traditions, cultures and heritage
No place for judgment
They look into one another’s eyes
And accept their paths are crossing for a reason
They come from all over the globe
Bringing their gifts
Placing them on the agape table
For together theirs is a sacred energy
Born from the suffering of ages
Powered by the call of today
Frowned upon by those who do not understand
They follow their call
For it is time for them to lead the way
A new way of living
A new way of being
A new way
Do not underestimate her
She will not stop
She has been broken and yet rises every time
Stronger
Wiser
More and more determined
This tribe is set to cause a stir
A ripple effect to be felt across the universe
An undercurrent of love permeating the globe
For it is time to gather, sisters
Never before have we been able to share our gifts
As we are able today
But there is danger in not taking this opportunity
The forces of oppression have the same tools at hand
And they fear that which they do not comprehend
So she forms a new tribe
A tribe of those feeling
The call in their heart
They will come
From every corner
The call is real
They will come from all cultures of the globe
From the hearths of every tribe known to man
They will gather to change the world
They will come from the desert
They will come from the cities
They will come with their wisdom to share
They will gather together
In spirit and science
A new tribe is born everywhere
They gather in small groups
They gather in boardrooms
They gather in countries and towns
There is one thing that calls them
Of that there is no doubt
Their heartbeats are leading them there
These poems are from She Is Leading – for women who know they are here to lead.
A new poem, every day.
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