11/11/2012

Conception


Beloved, bewildered and wild,
you filled me with my heart.
 

Though pure, though one alone, you pour
your soul into itself, a golden art,
creating cups of otherness,
two roses from one molten ore.
Now, love, conceive a mother's bliss.

Bear your Self, and fill your heart with child.

 
Painting by M. G. Park

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