she’s all dressed up,
lacy mists cover her gaze
promises of oceanic depths
her bosom full in mountain peaks,
rivers rushing through her veins
and volcanic, youthful folly
in anticipation for her lover, the Sky
he opens his arms
with great expectation
in birth of a new creation.
When the forces of above meet the forces of below, when consciousness enters matter, when the Sky meets the Earth duality seeks to re-unite into the one source.