Original Libation

In the ancient African tradition, before a ceremony, ritual, or in some cases even before eating a meal, a libation was poured (usually on the soil if alcohol or a plant if water) which acknowledged all those ancestors who have come before and all those yet born. It is said that the original libation was from the womb of that original woman who brought forth all life, all creation. In the spirit of that tradition, and in honor of my own sacred libations, I wrote this poem “Original Libation” in honor of the sacred waters that nourishes life, love and lovers everywhere~ Tricia


We wrap ourselves into each other creating some kind of new yoga.

Every curve fitting like pyramids. Thirsty tongues lick wet skin in a moanful prayer of gratitude.

We taste from the inside out.

My sweet to your salty, my Oshun to your Shango.

Your rhythmic tide makes my oceans rise.

My well fills with elements yet to be named as Oshun anoints my rivers of spiritwater.

You drink from my lips my sacred amrita, sweet yet spicy.

Quenching your fire, nourishing your spirit.

Yes, receive me, let me water your fertile ground bringing forth your muse.

My spiritual warrior, weary from the hunt, search no more for you have found your fountain of youth,

and it is ever flowing.

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