The Yonification of the space
The Power of the P Primodial and Profound Her presence erected the cosmos... Why do we not build in her image? Be Come Home to her Be Come Whole again Relish in her mystery She has never been yours She has been Everything Like a quilt stitched of air All around and about you Including you In her expanse
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AuthorI am a poet, for better or for worse. It is a way in my being that, ironically has no words. It is a way in my being that finds me when I, and helps me to, forget. I am a poet, for better or for worse. Archives
November 2021
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