I have danced
in the womb
in the soft
womb of earth
I have entered the circle
I have been renewed
My belly is filled
my hear beats
to the rhythm
I shall green
I shall go forth
over the red land
I shall eat
I shall enter her daughters
My children will be born
to honour
for I have danced
in the womb
in the soft red womb

These are my sisters
the name-givers
the walkers
the sisters have given name
to the birds
to the snake
to all running things
to all things that crawl
and the sisters
threw spears and the food that they ate
was named
was made sacred
Our sisters dug earth
and named the roots
and the roots roots
were made sacred

I walk in the footsteps
of my sisters
I am filled