what if we did this
call a line of deities in the form of 3
triple bless, clean up the mess
put the shadow to rest. there will be another test.
Father son and Holy Spirit, I know you can hear it
Maiden, mother, crone keep me in the zone
Elegba, Yemaya, Oshun, on the way to the moon
love innocent
and freely, quietly
as a sacred act
as the world falls to bits
around us knowing
we have wings
with their own desire
to outstretch themselves
poems flowing
from my rivers
Yemaya
moving up to surface
even as the world falls to bits
she is ready to spill over the edges
whole within herself
knowing
no separation
within
or outside
eruption and containment
like the lava
that destroys
the miracle force
curing itself
herself
himself
between gender completion
begets a blend of
intentional mixing of qualities that
gave us our featured
faces switching places
what is your piece of mystery
place in history?
should
we
take
our bodies
where the
spirit dwells?
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