Well Is All

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Well Is All is a short poem dedicated to the love of my life, mother.

She rang.

She rang and opened mouth and heart,

the Saturnian life giver,

mum.

 

She spoke.

She spoke and out poured God's light,

the key to our shackles,

life.

 

She cried.

She cried and healed the whole world's

mortal wounds,

lies.

 

She loved.

She loved for the first time like I craved,

merciful Agape flame,

divine.

 

We dug.

We dug ego's hole and buried psycho, shame and past,

 lit a peace fire and Sleeping Beauty awoke at last,

now goddessly she rises,

well is all.

 

The Peruvian Sage

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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