She
She is the sum of all frustrations
And the source of all delights.
Some days the bane of all that’s male
And fire in the blood in the nights.
She is the final contradiction
And the sum of all life’s keys.
She is the rock to which to hold
And the symbol of all mysteries.
She understands within her core
what I can only grasp to know.
Yet cannot see, nor understand,
That to I such things are not on show.
Perhaps, sometimes, I think I sense
She loves, but despairs my innocence �?BR>That I should struggle to infer
What by nature is a part of Her.
She is the sum of all frustrations
And the source of all delights.
She is the Endless Knot given form,
And more than that, besides�?/EM>
02/12/08
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