Poem: WHEN WOMEN GATHER

When they gather, magic conspires and it is a human

experience

whether she dances, cooks, sings or gives us new life

when women gather, magic conspires.

When women gather they create, their lives and human

experiences lend themselves to become endless melodies and

choruses that we bellow till time immemorial.

When women gather we create a crescendo, we form a calling

and there becomes a duty to heed to this feminine activity and

learn.

When women gather it is for lifetimes.

When women gather their movements become rhythmic,

sensual, and healing

Their movements tell our story, our hips rotate like the shape of

our sun and the cycles of human emotion

Our bodies become free and occupied as vessels for whoever

wants to tell their story.

When women gather it is what God intended, it is what She

created

When women gather the Earth listens, the ground is shaken

and the drum echoes our connection to Spirit

When women gather; magic conspires.

When they gather they are nurtured, stories are remembered

and the community is reawakened.

When women gather humanity becomes a union of experience;

it was She who started life and with Her, we shall celebrate it.

When women gather I am born again because She has so

much to say;

THOKOZANI.