In sacred earth we lay singing
Our hearts twined two in one
The earth’s bones crooned to us
Fabled knowledge of our ancestors
Neither dark nor light did we grasp
For sacred loam was all encompassing
Eons passed, nestled with our brethren
The power of the earth’s foundations
A comforting mantle in which to dream
Then time began in terrifying forces
That painfully ripped us forth
From loamy bosom to shrieking space
Razored light we had never known
Shrieked across our skins
Hungry talons shore kin from kin
Cleaving us to another fate
In a mighty blow wielded by a god
We were torn asunder
My heart no longer whole
My very skin carved away
In painful birthing ‘we’ are now ‘I’
Heart wrenching in my aloneness
I cry for my soul so close, I see
And feel the throbbing sob
Of a soul lost, alone and unwhole
Reality separates us; in a gulf
Wider than the universe
And deeper than eternity
I see my soul shaped, made firm
Faceted like the stars; our ancestors
My dream, my desire, my destiny
To be at one with my heart, my beloved
In this life and all the rest
~~Fables of The Feral Goddess, A.G. Muilenburg
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