Oh! The holy temple, the numen of my heart
creating fires of new flesh! I saw the first moon of
female sexuality in a red violet sky. I dared to be silent
and withstood the elemental ghosts and proverbs of my
being. The old sadness of the unremembered earth, which I
once knew in the hidden hand of nature. O how the world shows
me her secrets in the open arms of love; the ambrosial essence
of an unfolding...