“from machina no center-- always with woman this and woman that”

*i do not need to explain to you my Being

meaningless your questions, meaningless your self

(do not demand the knowledge to which you

have not aspired, have done nothing to be worthy of

would not even penetrate your rock-like surface)

have you noticed how insistently they

cross-examine us on every.damn.thing?

obsessively asking

failing to hear response; refused, the teaching of soft awareness

insane tearing apart of every.last.thing

never are they experiencing|absorbing|letting Life

clumsy hands, neurotic_ stuck into

their dizzying whirlpools of disbelief doubt dullness fading

as representations the wells of experience

in now.knowledge__Woman Appears|appeals to: feeling, sensing

full of the longing of wisdom to be a realizing

as sincere offer, as sacred-share_we having lived things

perceived|received while sitting lovingly at the tip of the

Flowering of Her Eternity served in|been served by

those tidals of brightness in Being__in-fused

and our Infusion when encountered by man, is it_

heard? absorbed? included? allowed? admired? noticed? No!

in moments stretching out in glow of Beauty

a Universe|multiversed at degrees of kaleidoscopic focus

man-hands blindly grab, bluntly cut all into trivial insignificance

driven__foully searching for fact proof evidence

your non heart makes itself evident

his violence justified in the "seeking to understand" posturing

as if plundering|understanding of Soul-felt Divine

leads to anything not other than (the reflection of)

what you are and started out as in first instance__confused consciousness

spinning parts to oblivion__machina no center disjointed and

skewed view on nature, of life

lacking in integrity_fearful of individuality solid state of Being

now then, masculine must allow for space__its rage must be dispelled

long enough so the blossoming of feminine can take place

let your ancient raging summer and old relentless winter

open forth to the sensual fathomless-ness of our Spring, already!

(if maculine be strong) what else is its strength for?

if not for bringing ego full-stop, to a disciplining hush

(do not push life over your rough jagged edges)

here-here to an extended time of man not doing

quiet retreating into prolonged pausa, man-o-pause, please

furious energies no longer directed outward aimed

at Earth|woman|others__focused inward

used justly to carry forth actings of sanity, simplicity

then Behold! a place in existence that is

solely woman's Own blossoms__Her temple awaits this world

(for long awaits the world) Its consecrated construction of care, a life of value

Holy presence emerges__Her laughter bubbling up, erupting

touching all anew, regenerating parched sands of time

just as a woman, Life Is__does not Exist for your

"understanding" of it; an inherent perfection that never

depends on your feeble intellects' attempt

only be in it with Her_hold the space of attention of Her

courageously delving into this communion|union

in Her__living the experience that touches >>>

and leads without hesitance to heart \\wide// open

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