She climbs out of the galaxy
to say hello to Her reflection
in the dripping pool of stars
and molecular consciousness

She climbs out of Her womb
to be born to the Day of Now
and live as She always has lived

She climbs the mountain of Life
to shout Her Prophesies
to the ears of hermetic creatures
with ears tuned to Her voice

She climbs under the radar
of vicious naysayers
and unbelievers,
attempting to surprise them
with Her hidden beauty
and knowledge of All Things

She climbs from Her watchtower
and walks the streets of mortality
and sacrifices Her form
to gain back Her eternal body

She climbs out from the past
to offer Her peace and comfort
to the ill-minded souls
lulling into despair from indecisive hearts

She climbs out of the painting
to inspire the painter with Love
and Vision
and internal wisdom

She climbs for the skies
knowing She'll end up in circles -
an endless loop of here's and there's
and everywhere's


She climbs back out of the laughter
to hear Her echo of life
ring through every dimension of the cosmos

She climbs the wicked winds
to land safely like a dove
on the shoulder of the faithful
and the strong,
never letting up Her hold
on the Card of Fate

She climbs to the Heavens of Her mind
to poetically rearrange Her thoughts
to mirror Her destiny

She climbs down from Herself
and imagines what life would be like
to not exist
and to not imagine
and to not know
to not feel
to climb no longer

She smiles to Herself
as She becomes the climb
and thus, She is