🧡 Sacred Waters: A Sacral Chakra Poem

by Alchemist Iris

I am the river that dances free,
The pulse of passion inside of me.
I sway like silk on winds of flame,
Unashamed to feel, to play, to name.

I am the art in every sigh,
The pleasure that teaches me not to deny.
Each curve, each drop, each rising tide—
A holy echo I no longer hide.

My body speaks in waves and hue,
Orange glow and honeyed dew.
I let it move, I let it moan,
In sacred rhythm, I’ve come home.

No longer numb, no longer small,
I birth myself through it all.
Desire is not a sin to tame—
It is the fire, the gift, the flame.