My ramblings....

The Other Half

She has welcomed a mighty ocean into our midst
And we wonder from where it came
But it is not of our consciousness, nor that of the day
It is her sense, her passion
It builds in waves, sounded from her voice
And crashes in gales from her hair

She is the dark of the night
The shadow of the universe
But in her is not terror nor fright

She is the kiss of the moon
The ageless companion of its crescent
She rests in his embrace
And pulls him through the night sky
The stars crown her head and are the jewels of her veil

Though she is hidden by reflections of light
She is the canvas from which all else shines
Without her midnight womb
No beacon is begotten
And the sun is her child, going forth from his mother's arms

posted by Unknown @ 3:11 AM