jungian slip...__

She wiped the tears from her eyes
Her solace gripped deep within
A dark rose bloomed on the doorstep
Cresent moon stone struck in the dark
The motion of a bird across the window
With notion of winding a clock maker's turn
The bottomless heart pumps a well reserve
She brings in the milk from the sacred cow
As I stumble out the window onto a comet...
 
 
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It's flight rings around the stars....
We start to hear the talks of spirits high and fears down low
Dig the sand of ancient stories and hero's nouveau'
Float through the scent of incense in the temple ritual
Spying them trade divine dowry for a bowl of cereal
Winding globes around mental systems
Patients medicate the soul condition.....
 
But the water pours from the broken pitcher
The handmaid knees the calloused stitcher
We walk from the bottom to deliver the top
Knowing the roll from the peak the turn won't stop
Our child of love can build a mountain
With love of childhood pours youthful fountain
We cease to exist to serve the beast
Our spiritual supper a supernal feast
With a cross of polarity sparks short in the mind
Their holistic union gives fruit in the rind....