Worship

Those Arms, as they spread aside,

The yoni emerge out of its lotus petal;

fingers spread it as it vibrates,

The vulva enlarges to give way.

Blood it drips, Drop by drop,

Swells to red and pink and then back to red;

Giving way each time,

to more blood and juice.

Worship it, as light shines from it,

The divine hair magically enriched;

meant to nourish the fertile soil,

Spreading love and care, everywhere.