In this dark world
Is the “She”
Living green earth
Wrapt ’round Her
She comforts
A Lonely Dove
Her heart pierces
Through Her Being
Crystalline channel
Upon her head
The birthmark
Of a fallen angel
Pleads guidance
Pleads strength
In this paralysis
Of Karmic belief
A lit candle
Reveals a silhouette
Both black
And luminous
Against the wall
Of existence
A faithful servant
Forever silent
Forever waiting
For everlasting.
Ciera S. Louise c. May 08, 2005