We are cyclic beings Living under our cyclic mother We howl to her and she turns red Our cheeks and finger tips blush Like a cherry Like blood Like a fire with a heart We become her We bleed, we ovulate, we phase In an infinity loop (Mirror images, round, fertile energies) Becoming and unbecoming
you in your discomfort may you find the state of mind that belongs to you. Set on that vibe which may not destroy you. for you are never truly exhausted in being. just soar and be with them. the masters.