What manner of fixity in pure liquidity
manages to descend into the ground?
From above, below is a vast specific
engineered from an endless source
and from all ways into living, one.
Shakes rattle the ground into slides
but life gives rise somehow, smiles
deliver what will never be known
seen on the horizon as the 10,000
and on wings they soar to the beat.
Her rise to Goddess decries a man
happened within the reversal then.
Intrinsic to beholding her beauty
defies any attempt to explain plain
the view while ascending creation.
1/2010, rjduberg
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