Mother Song

by Jacqui Woodward-Smith

My bloodline dreamed you into being
A thousand mothers in my wake
My womb a cradle waiting for you
To enter in, your choice to take

You are a painting or a poem
You are a baby or a song
You are the birth that all must come to
You are hope that keeps me strong

I hold you in my silent centre
And feel your life close to my heart
But all potential must be realised
And I must birth this work of art

With primal power an earthquake shatters 
The stillness in the heart of me
And in that turmoil Goddess enters
Her ancient rhythms set us free

For you have travelled endless aeons
The red thread of our motherline
And She the weaver of the pattern
That joins us to the soul Divine

©Jacqui Woodward-Smith (20th July 2006 – 20th July 2007)

Jacqui Woodward-Smith

Jacqui Woodward-Smith is a Priestess of Avalon, trained in Glastonbury and living in London. She facilitates the group Tribe of Avalon, which meets to connect to and celebrate the ancient British Goddesses through the festivals in the Wheel of the Year and the turning of the moon. She is passionate about connecting to the land as sacred, particularly in London, and about working to heal the wounds to the Sacred Feminine in all of us. She is a writer and a poet and has given many talks in London about the Goddess and the sacred land. She is a director both of the Glastonbury Goddess Temple and of the Southwark Mysteries, a community arts organisation which offers creative ways for people to respond and interact with their inner-city environment. She is also a Pagan Prison Chaplain. She can be contacted at
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