When I was a Sperm

A poem

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

You may have read my recent poem about when I remembered being an egg cell!
Well, maybe not exactly remembered, but imagined what it must have been like.

It was a kooky way of exploring the particular qualities of the inner feminine energy. It ties in with my recent writings about the internal marriage of Yin and Yang, and how it has played out in my life.