Underneath all the day to day,
below the blood bond,
into the nucleus,
we live in the matriarchal trust
of our Creatrix.
In that underneath place
of the primal waters of consciousness,
is the human race survival mechanism
that raised bodies up onto two legs
and the right of refusal.
At our back lives evolution’s dictum
that pushes us when we lull,
when what’s ahead seems daunting,
and we notice the other trains of thought,
bent on greed and destruction.
How Light brings its shadow side
to dance this millennia away,
while our cellular jam demands
we participate. We agreed.
For there to be a quality to forever,
we must listen now!