I heard her whisper to me underground
down there where she grinds out a fertile
life, that exists at her teat, endlessly weak
She coaxes the spirit to find what's higher.
Gaia has a voice.
And its sound is pure honey, full and firey.
to that she adds Lunar howling in a circle
as Sol hides just over the horizon's stare.
About to sky dance rhythm in light and air
solar enlightens and flashes divine love, for
life's fragile existence, comes a voice above.
2/2010, rjduberg
down there where she grinds out a fertile
life, that exists at her teat, endlessly weak
She coaxes the spirit to find what's higher.
Gaia has a voice.
And its sound is pure honey, full and firey.
to that she adds Lunar howling in a circle
as Sol hides just over the horizon's stare.
About to sky dance rhythm in light and air
solar enlightens and flashes divine love, for
life's fragile existence, comes a voice above.
2/2010, rjduberg
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