~
Unborn MInd
Comes from the VoId
CosmIc Rhythms
AttemptIng the FlowIng through of
Mundane mInds and thought-bodIes
us
.
The Mother
gives bIrth
to the unborn
The Mother of ExIstence
BrIngs bIrth, lIfe and death
To our exIstence
As patterns
The Unborn
Is understood
Deep In our wIsdom body
As the flow of the Mother
Through us
And eventually
When the cycle ceases for us
In thIs exIstence
We wIll surrender our wIsdom gIfts
Back
And we wIll fInd that
WIthIn the mother
She Is . .
. . contaIns
the Temple of Man
.
.
.
Words
Can only
PoInt to
The experIence
LIke the fInger poIntIng
To the moon
.
thought-words
are not the
unborn
.
. . . suzen
.
.
.
