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H
MOTHER CARRY US
Rather than strike a little match
For a tiny molecule of light
Or make a superficial house of fake pleasure Sit in the penetrating-kind-fierce loving fires Of the holy hearth Burned-illumined free of dross
With no decorum for the shadow Burned-meek-illumined
All the way to translucent
In the translucence
Black Madonna
Reveals Her unfathomable depths
Now alive!
A translucent jewel
A translucent receptacle
The translucence
Awash in the nigredo
Of sacred dismantle and divine reorganization
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