Divine Feminine

So grateful this day for a beauty which surrounds me I choose to call Divine Feminine.

She is in a city and pavement. And rich Texas loam.

Smiles and tears. Laughter for no apparent reason.

And music. Sweet music.

Her voices speak in a single soothing melody.

She is Divine and tolerates nothing beyond her truth. She tosses you aside like something she encountered a thousand and one times before lunch. Yesterday.

Come back and bring all of you. You know some of you is still here. Somewhere.

She smiles and glimpses back for a moment that lasts eternally.

Or maybe that was just the moon smiling new. Again.

Thank you for the Divine.

Thank you.