Loud banging drums

Bells ring and chime

Moving to the rhythm of a Yoruba rhyme

My skirt of nine colors flips in the wind

My whip in my left hand and machete in my right.

Copper bracelets cling with fight.

Dancing in Her might.

I sway with the rhythm and she comes close.

She grabs my hips and pulls me from within.

I loose myself to her ancient spin.

I spin.

I spin.

I spin.

Twirling deep in a whirl wind.

An AfroCaribbean Spiritual anointing.

She takes me from within.

Deeper and deeper, I sink to her caress.

It is here I loose my human distress.

She takes me over and I began to faint.

Holy Ghost help me! I’ve been touched by a hidden saint.

She cradled my soul and rocks with the rhythm to and fro.

Where is my soul?

My head is wrapped in her mighty red light.

A stopping none shall pass.

It’s here my Ori lives, no don’t ask.

My dance is now hers. I rock to the Yoruba beat.

My heart is one and the music speaks.

I fill her power ride and spin.

She’s of me until the ritual ends.

The bleating of a goat and the ripening of eggplant, big.

A swig of rum and kiss of cigar, this is her offering. Nothing is ours.

Beads hit my breast and a portal is open.

Ashe Ashe Ashe!

She lives within me!

I dance in the air and sing to the thunder.

Chango is my sexy lover!

Oh how I’ve been taken over!

I speak in tongues and dance like a rainbow bright.

I’m known as the bitch and mighty buffalo Witch.

Kiss my feet, I am your queen.

I keep my dance on the edge of death.

For the words that I speak are of highest truth: that which does not kill us, makes us stronger.

I am a bad ass bitch and you are my daughter.

I’ve driven you here, ridden your past, now I proclaim you present with your people at last.

Just like that she’s up and out. The Orisha Goddess lifted me from doubt.

Into my body.

Into my mind.

I’ve returned, sounder and wise.

She gave her gifts, took what was hers, and left in a tornados thunderous blur.

My soul is whole and my magick much stronger.

My DNA awakened I take sorrow no longer.

For I am a Bitch, Queen, and Witch.

I take care of myself and never falter.

I am the sovereign lady of chaos.

Who am I and who is she?

Why I am you and Oya is me.