Olokun your beauty sits before me illuminating the reflection of the sun; rays penetrating your surface to nourish all of your treasures and encouraging them to grow.
Olokun your mirroring of the blue sky is so healing, your liquid skin from this vantage point so smooth.
Olokun you call my soul. I feel it stirring in my sacral womb and spiraling up and out my heart.
Olokun you are quiet, save the roar of your breath blowing on the shore as waves, yet the heartbeat of your belly, the heartbeat of the ancestors’ bones resting on your floor- vibrate in a rhythmic beat that I can hear and beacons me.
Olokun, I wish I could remember how to fly. If I could fly, I would soar over the valley and come to you, ready to dance on your glistening surface. Dance in sync with your heartbeat; the heartbeat of humanity; the dance of the rainbow warrior goddess.
Alisa's thoughts on Beloved Communities 