Replicating cells
24 November 2015
Mother calls me so
Night time spent in drifting winds
Wandering the skies
Pulsating her scent
As I fly through her linings
The push and the pull
Heartbeat resonance
The blue trace of her lingers
Within diamond frame
Mind flies through her blue
Scarlet trace of her fingers
Her palm my meadows
Mother sees me shine
Through the thick and the thin walls
Reverberating
Starry eyed children
Chest filled with her white powder
Intoxication
Bring me the waters
Metamorphosis strikes Heart
All dough will bear bread
The flesh for the soul
Nourishment instils bearers
The joy of the One
Mother carries me
Her back a bone of kingdoms
That icy emerged
Snow falls on her ends
Scarcity in knowledge spent
Book of shells for fools
Glorious her walk
Within the depths of her soul
Twisting gyrating
Replicating cells
I walk within my still self
A mirror for Eye
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