Have you ever been a part of a collective poem?  One person writes a line, the next writes something that goes along with it.  the next person writes off of what the second person wrote, not knowing what the first person wrote.  each person folds the paper over so that the next person only sees one line from which they gather inspiration from.  Its a little hard to explain. But in the end it is so beautiful...everytime! I just remembered that the first one i was involved in was in Austin.  Sitting on the front porch drinking mimosas with the gang.  That poem was a funny one...I probably still have it somewhere.
Here is the collective poem some girlfriends wrote for me.
ENJOY!

Full moon mama, glows, reflects light from the other side

She carries inside of her the baby she’s always known

Wrapped tight and warm inside her cozy womb

What does the divine entrust in her?

A wonderous life, a blossoming seed

The beginning of the universe

The entirety of life itself

Breath, love and challenges. Moving in the cycle of life.

Walking through the grass we find our way

Never stumbling-our path has already been chosen

We may rejoice and receive our gifts

Surrounded by the ones we love

And may you always, always trust in you and in the world.

The women in your life will hold you, guide you and love you deeply.

Another face, another stage, another cycle into true womanhood

The world is in need of your contribution…a fresh breath

So simple-breath in suffering, exhale love and peace

The new person to come your greatest creation

To unfold the mystery of life’s paths yet untrod