Carbon and quartz; granite and marble.
Her iron bones were forged in fire.
Her heavy body was carved from stone.
She rose up through black water and rocky soil,
up to the out and around, and born into
the green and growing ground.
As she walked, the ground rumbled and shook.
Rocks rolled and tumbled from the mountains
and Roman roads crumbled where she stepped.
She brought a gift they did not ask for; a vessel
forged in fire from the womb of the earth —
a life-giving cauldron of renewal and birth.
Feminism and Religion 