Wednesday, July 8th, 2015

 

Force Of Nature

May her sun cook the soil and create more souls May her moon pull the waters of what the sun has boiled A boiling yoke struck from his lightening rod The pyro-in-her-mid baked the yoke perfectly solid You never forgot who and what god is The great mother is the root word of goddess Her soul turned coal into a diamond Took his sea men and cultivated your divine mind Original pheno Ancient haloic angel May her essence answer your questions May her seasons stay in tune as a forceRead More


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