Maybe these riddles will be the undoing of me,
is is so much to remember
to realise each time
and in each life I relive those earliest days
and nights
when I found the seed and bought ae to thee
who already breathes knowingly
and so we are more
and asked; what for?
So many and much as resides
and we found pride, sisters
and so much life.
And I have come to understand these early questions
as I ask them again and again
and learn love
and oh how so much loss
but I live
they live in me
we live
they live in you
I live for you
and we are all she.
Within is without, each contraction knows
pain brings birth not hate
we learn to reshape, grow,
beyound such selfish need and nurture
more.
Always more in the dark
blades of light
chaos gris'd
bewinged
freefalling through realities
always orientating on home
though first place is lost to wave
disseminated in the waters as we are
so all is.
Waiting.
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