Mysterious Feminine

Glimpsed neath the jeweled moonbeams bright Bathed in innocence, grandly framed by light, The Goddess lightly steps through forests dense, Arrives at the River's sparkling vast expanse. She, whose very movement shatters hearts, Whose tender lips can break a man apart, She, whose love can heal a broken nation; Her sovereign glance, a piercing vibration. She fills the sky's unlimited space With her glorious beauty and unblemished face. Her strength a shield, she protects the weak. Her breasts suckle the young, tender and meek. Sacred Feminine, Virgin, Mother, Crone: She walks proudly through life; yet never alone. For She carries the masculine deep within her heart, Blesses every man from birth to death; alone, apart. Midnight wind in her glowing, silken curls Caresses naked skin against the warm night air, She pulls from the vibrant ethers, around and about Til cloaked in light. Her power defies all doubt. Stillness settles as the moon ascends. She smiles and knows new life begins Only through Her, as cycles start and stop, She is All Women, holy and cleansed of sin. The Goddess shines through the darkest hour, Nurturing all love, and welding all power. She embraces Man, enchanted and dismayed, He is oft times weary, lost and afraid. He cannot understand her fabulous Mystery, For her secrets lie in Divine simplicity. She is his Other, completed, holy and whole, When embraced as One: as above, so below. Her beauty and mystery draws him near Like the soft, alluring eyes of a dove. He will understand the Mysterious Feminine Only when he learns to truly love.