This poem comes from a place within that bows to the beauty of lush, supple, warm, tender, curvy, relaxed, loose and welcoming soft. And I must say, this value had to be woken up. Born when hard line doing was a must, it seems women claimed their space in society by being male in their endeavors. It was clear that women, and their inherent feminine ways, were undervalued. But we know now, women are an immeasurable force. We can do just like any man. So it’s time to awaken our Lady. Let her out. Bring her forth in all we do. She is a compliment, a soft touch that follows our excellence. So as much as this poem my appeal to women, it is for men too. Running too much of any essence feels unbalanced. Mastering the man and woman in each of us is harmony…and isn’t that what we all desire?
Soft Body
My hand awakens
to soft
as it swirls
the Milky Way
of my undulating belly.
Restless to explore
it plunges into
The Goddess Realm
unwrapping feminine from her clothes.
Sweetness steps out
gentle
raw
tameless and exposed
emptiness
as unbounded love.
This is what I know now
after believing firm and rigid
The God
was the only way.
It seems I had bought hard body on sale
abandoning soft
and all her golden virtues.
And yet
She never left me.
She stayed within
as stars and moon
until I could ride her galaxy
outside the solid gate
free
to run
and I her
witness
to the wild
unfamiliar.
Our journeys
showed me
womanly craft.
Soft
knows
listens
sees
accepts
feels
allows
heals
holds
and molds
to the calling
of my adoring
Lady.
And yes
Soft coos
for penetration
beckoning firm and rigid
in healthy doses
yet she knows
the power
of quiet restoration
and courageously commands
her space
among all others.
So
my hand followed
soft
into the secret.
I am the realm of Goddess
And yet I am
with gratitude
body
of the God.
I see now
the value
of claiming
all.
As Unity
I AM
Soft Body
according to
every
virtue.
It is now
I know
choice lives
within
as freedom
to express wholly.
By Alexandra Folz
Ed: Kate Bartolotta
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