For building a house, thought God,
What could be the strongest element to mix
In the foundation so that the house wins over Time?
What could be infinite in nature, powerful and rejuvenating
So that the house nurtures love, peace and joy,
So that the flames of birth and death doesn’t sicken or weaken
This house called the Universe?
“There is nothing as alive as the feminine part of me,
It is infinite, supreme and divine;
My lovely equilibrium, my alighted spirit,
Fulfil this task, rise-o-infinite!”
And so the house called the Universe was built with feminine power at its core.
- The Poet, The Sound
- The Child, The Feminine, The God
- The Sun, The Moon, The Earth
- Begin and End Like a Raag