Primal Wisdom

Queen of Stillness sweetly brushes her lips
across the colored rim of suspended time.

Softly, she traces the edge of sensation
and opens the portal of the great Lemuria
that was sealed by a moment’s rapture
with no memory of our floating world

between the dream that reflects the sun
and an infinite force of primal wisdom.

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~ by Genece Hamby on August 29, 2007.

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