Womb

Womb by Dana Al Rashid (@caracaleyes).

My womb is a compass
My navigator through life
It is, after all
The bringer of life

It guides me through
Gut feelings and cramps
The bodily wisdom
Is the grandest of maps!

My womb is an oracle
That foresees the times
It is quite magical
It reads omens and signs

The past and the future;
All intertwined
The creases and wrinkles
On the face of the divine

My womb is a weaver
Of flesh and dreams
A modest tailor
In the grander scheme

It knits fate blindly;
Builds matter from thought
It delivers timely
All of God's word

My womb is lunar;
A shard of the moon
A glimpse of the metaphysical
And shape-shifting moods

It ebbs and flows
With the waters of life
It waxes and wanes
Instills death and revives

My womb is an ocean
The memory of ages
The sacred container
Of Akashic pages

A dark moist cave
that echoes memories
All impressions it saves
And withholds them eternally

The womb is the softness
That melts the hard world
Your safest haven
When life gets cold

It is your first home
And the second heart
Rest in the earthly womb
When the soul parts ◆

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Dana is a writer and poet from Kuwait. She has a weekly column in Al Jarida newspaper (Arabic), as well as occasional articles in Kuwait Times newspaper in English. She has published a poetry book last year under the same name as her blog: “Reflecting Moon”. In her blog, more intimate poetry and content can be found. Contact Dana through: @caracaleyes on Instagram