Great Mother Emptiness
Arches and smiles
There is vacancy amidst her white teeth
There is removal in the folds of her body
The stars echo and disappear
Leaving in their wake
The signs and sigils of her name
She is not air
She is not water
She is not fire
Nor force
Nor form
She is not silence
She is not speech
She is not whispering
Nor song
Nor thought
She is not hidden
She is not revealed
She is not embraced
Nor sterile
Nor shunned
She is not wife
She is not husband
She is not child
Nor blood
Nor water
She is not birth
She is not death
She is not the giver
Nor given
Nor received
She is not amassed
She is not constricted
She is not extended
Nor withdrawn
Nor reaching
She is not spirit
She is not flesh
She is not breath
Nor seed
Nor womb
She is not pure
She is not tainted
She is not poison
Nor vitality
Nor sleep
She is virgin
She is not betrothed
She is not wanton
Nor wild
Nor chaste
She is not touch
She is not sight
She is not taste
Nor vision
Nor light
She is not day
She is not night
She is not season
Nor flame
Nor frost
She is not order
She is not chaos
She is not within
Nor without
Nor manifest
She is not dream
She is not waking
She is not awareness
Nor blindness
Nor reprieve
She is not motion
She is not repose
She is not time
Nor above
Nor below
She is not
Nor even negation
She is not
She is
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