Their Oath Embodied
My Mothers are always with me
I sense Them everywhere
They are my arms as I
go about the tasks of the day
They are my voice as I
sing songs of praise
They are my feet as I
walk with women around me
They are my breasts as I
nurse my babies to sleep
They are my ears as I
hear the heart of my husband
They are my womb as I
weave children and create communities
They are my whole Heart as I
worship my Holy Ones
At all times and in all things and in all places
I am an emissary of my Mothers
by Allison Amanda Hansen MacKay
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