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Primordial conception


An Absolute Mother awakens from Her consort
as He desired to watch the play of His awakening
In Absolute Bliss of Her being awakened 
In what is Awareness
She conceives all these Universes 
She mapped the whole a pattern She Herself went thru' 
of conception & delivery, of Pain and Liberation
It was beyond even 
Her Great children to know
- The phenomenon of the 'creation'
She carved out something so' lively'
and Only that what is "Life"
of that little formless bliss -
The Great Consort implanted in Her
which without Her has no meaning, no existence
The time and evolution came with 
Her every glance, Her every wave.
Little Earth She choose among Her multiple creations
to Play a game of creation where Her images 
play the hide & seek to find Her
finally to become one 
with the secret of 
The Eternal Father 
Within Her
Her children who seek will find Her
And know their True Father through Her
Then it's all about being 
which begins with the becoming
The Universes fade out 
-all the threads cut loose
The child watches
Detached She stands 
supporting the Whole creation in 
Her Bosom oozing Endless Love 
What can we ask for?
Head Bow down.. Eyes closed, 
Heart alone 'sees' 

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