Feminine pure essence of life
Dark and deep
The depths which few seek
Justified destruction and death
Cyclically charged by the moon
Death and life in sacred timing
All in her womb
Presence is multifaceted, multidimensional
Masculine pure destruction and death
Millions die at his hands daily
Solar Cycles repeated
Trying to grow life from fertile soil
Not yet cultivated
Not yet found
But his seeds can only go so far
For he seeks a heart to water
Watered to drink
Ever parched
As he grows
Evolves
Keeps discipline to
meet her in the lunar time
So together they may learn the beauty of sacred time
The depths of the dark
The depths of the womb
Maybe even the destruction of sacred time
She is naturally a head
Naturally more intuitive
Naturally more Cosmic
Naturally somewhere else
While ever existing in the present
He more naturally more present
Naturally more in the moment
Naturally more calm and grounded
Because nothing but that moment matters
Masculine grounds life in the moment
Feminine lifts death to the future
Where theories, beliefs art, and earthly needs are cared for
Where children are brought up by their essence not their physical
We're life feels safe enough to sleep
Were death feels safe enough to dream
And when beings exist
With balance polarities within
It causes a stir
Whispers
Even curiosity
Who?
What?
Natural healers
Energetic presences
Shifting
Altering
Healing
Seeking alchemical unions
In self
In love
In divinity
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Poetry
PuisiPoetry through the sense of a person just trying to understand, heal, and grow. Will continue to add more as I write more!
