Goddess of the leftovers, the misfits,
she wants to see me, in beauty and grit,
She hears the stories, sings along,
Comes to life in my hands,
As I in hers, formed, from formless
My love
Not my love, but The Love,
Boundless love, she is all, she is all, she is all,
The field on which all arises,
All love born from her,
Worlds made manifest,
Terror and grace,
My heart stretches to contain all of her,
yet her expanse could never be contained.
I feel myself opening to receive her,
yet it’s she who holds me.
I see myself in her,
yet it’s she who fills me.
Drunk off your nectar, swimming in bliss,
euphoria
What will we give birth to, together, love,
What grace,
What glory,
All in your name,
All in your name
Margaux Knox is a writer, and long-term student and teaching assistant of Embodied Philosophy’s Sādhana School, a year-long programme into the Non-Dual Tantrik traditions of Kashmir. This poem was composed by Margaux during the end-of-year Summer Retreat.
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