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madhya nandi
USA
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 Posted - Apr 03 2010 : 6:22:41 PM
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The Gnostic Soil
He stands tall on one arched foot,
left leg crossing the right--
His footstool, the flaxen pasture,
spreads forever in every direction,
His arms are raised high, wide and
lost to the pale sky, His radiant hair
stands on end, shimmering toward heaven.
He is erect, His moistened linga
poised between earth and sky--
held in Her adoring kiss. She is
kneeling, breasts against His shining
thigh, arms thrust behind, palms open,
quivering in ecstasy, craving neither
heaven nor earth, only Him,
warm and full in her heated palate-
drunk with Him, drowning in Him,
surrendering through her willowy hair
the gnostic seed to the golden soil-
Her silver Voice sings of heaven,
His golden Dance furrows the musky earth,
She- the bovine ground of His infinite Horizon,
He- the quickening breath of Her eternal Song.
MadhyaNandi
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