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All praises to Mother, Endowed!
Magnanimous supply is Her nature, Her default
Inherent in Her process is Her promise:
What She fashions, She also fructifies
She loves me! She lifes me!
She is mine and I Am Hers
From Her sacred formula She formed me
Consecrated by the lacrimal drip of foresight
She anointed my nipples with the psychedelic oils of the alabaster jar
Adorned me with the honeyed blood of Her pomegranate
I have been nourished by the release of Her emanations
Kept full on Her holy secretions
Vanilla streams
Who can know me more intimately than she?
Lady Munificent, She Who Sustains and Thrives
Placed me at the temples of Her mounds
Planted me in the deep soils of Her holy Wet Earth ,
In the soil bed of Her thighs, She whetted me
Baptized by Her fertile reign
I drank of Her soma, the elixir —
And She gave me eyes to see
And into the descending spiral of curdled scarlet matter
I went
doused in smoky prayers of frankincense and myrrh,
the divining curl of cinnamon,
And I met face to face with Her, Before
She beckoned me to the rosethorn threshold
And I saw beyond the Cherry Veil
Into the Pink Fascia I journeyed
Deep in the drip of the churning creamy cosmos
I found myself in the fractals
of soft skin and softer terrain
In the dancing Adamah at the center of it All
I felt the centripetal template of Life Force,
I touched the face of Unlimited Supply
And She spoke to me
What is faith in the face of gnosis ?
What is provision but a mirror of creation?
The seed of inexhaustible resource
is Give Life to What Wants to Live
The one who endures follows the cycle
of feeling, feeding, relation
My Life the Liquid Mana, the Visceral Honeycomb!
Illusory wealth — what is that to me?
My Lady, the Endower has crowned me
She has paid my bride price
With the dripping Headdress of Royal Jelly
She preserves me
There is no thing to deserve or earn
She gives to me because it is mine to have
Who could rival Her infallible provision?
Who could bless greater than She?
There is no compeer!
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