Wholeness slipped from the hands of Gods
And dissolution stirring up the unity of the holiness,
The warmth of dwelling tight against the strong walls of reason.
What was before the big bang is praying for move to revolve almost an endless
Circle returning into the pre-existing womb without running away as they now know
The parting is not the beginning of new spirits but removing farther off the cordiality of life.
© Yelling Rosa