Sunday, December 29, 2024

A tomb that was an awakened womb*

 



A tomb that was an awakened womb*

 

Oh, planted one, it is your seed

In your darkness there are weeds

But you feel the warmth, it is so right

It is the feeling above of such light

Now you progress of this womb

Relieving this in silence from a buried tomb

 

Dom*Colucci 2010

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