<p class=ql-align-center>Poems as Prayers from the Ancient Mother</p><p class=ql-align-center>She does not shout. She whispers.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Through wave and womb through dream and bone.</p><p class=ql-align-center>This is the voice of Mu - the First Mother</p><p class=ql-align-center>who sings not with sound but with resonance.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Within these pages lie the prayers of an ancient remembrance.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Poems that rise like mist from forgotten lands</p><p class=ql-align-center>songs woven from starlight and coral</p><p class=ql-align-center>echoes of the great silence beneath all form.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Whispers of Mu is not a book to be read -</p><p class=ql-align-center>it is a transmission to be felt.</p><p class=ql-align-center>A return to the mother within the Earth</p><p class=ql-align-center>within the body</p><p class=ql-align-center>within you.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Let these offerings be a soft drumbeat beneath your skin</p><p class=ql-align-center>a tide returning you home to the first breath</p><p class=ql-align-center>the deep pulse</p><p class=ql-align-center>the luminous dark</p><p class=ql-align-center>where all things are born.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Come close.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Be still.</p><p class=ql-align-center>She is speaking again.</p><p class=ql-align-center></p><p></p>