BODY IS THE TEMPLE

The body is the temple of the spirit
The body is the window to the soul
If you listen lowly you will hear Her
Whispering the truths that must be told.

Lava flow, raging river, windblown trees, moonlit nights.
Ocean tides, desert canyons, mountain lakes, arctic lights

The body passes life on to the young ones
The body is the cradle of desire,
The Goddess sends Her breath across the embers
Kindling the sparks into a fire.

Lava flow, raging river, windblown trees, moonlit nights.
Ocean tides, desert canyons, mountain lakes, arctic lights

Come down and hear Her, Time will abide
Come down and touch Her, Time will abate
Time will have to wait.

For the body is the temple of the spirit
The body is the window to the soul
If you listen lowly you will hear Her
Whispering the truths that must be told
Whispering the truths that make you whole
The body is the temple of the soul.

-Libby Roderick

Taken from WOMEN OF WISDOM: Empowering the Dreams and Spirit of Women. -Kris Steinnes, ed.

Words and music by Libby Roderick
©Libby Roderick Music 1986
From the recording "If You See a Dream"
Turtle Island Records
Anchorage Alaska


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