of Clare Dubois

During these days, immersed in a beautiful and deep creative process, with the living question «Who am I» or «What am I?» Now, a wonderful poem in English has reached me in a magical way.

“What would happen if I said yes to the moon?

What happens if I let the agenda of my mind be street and forget?

If I park that relentless list.

There,

Next to that path that used to follow

When he thought he knew who he was.

When I thought it was what it was

What would happen if I stayed still to listen to the tides?

Those that rise and go down

The same that speak to me deeply,

Those that guide me and feed me.

Those who teach me who I am

When I allow myself to soften enough

to be dragged

and watered by the nature that inhabits me.

When you do, will it be noticed, when you see me?

When you leave the timeline

And return to the complete circle

of being a woman?

Back to the river of life,

that shows me who I am,

so that now,

Find the meaning inside me.

So that now, I recover myself.

That’s how it is.

Rediscovered as a woman

Surprised, inspired and captivated.

Perfumed by that more deep flow he knows.

Finding me to measure

that the seasons unfold.

Am at home

At home inside.

In a life, which is mine.

At home, in a mystery

That makes sense to my soul.

Back,

On the throne of the woman. «

~ Clare Dubois

Translated by Inés on Santa Ana Street and

Thanks Ines, for refining and improving translation with your poetic art and telling stories out loud. It has been beautiful.

Thank You Clare, Your poem is Such A Deep Gift to Women at This Time of Great Inner and Outer Transformion.

Thank You Carly, I Discovered This Poem Thanks To You, Your Newsletter is a Treasure Troove of the Most Sublime Poetry.