the universe's cocoon,
of all things
is about to be opened,
punctured, a hole to be dug,
so as to move out,
of an old holding place
the god ess outside,
being the space,
for us to become,
in open hands,
to hold us for a time
in a "new" universe,
a breath of air, and white light to see,
a new place to live,
and finally. . . breathe
an old ideal,
reveals its full identity,
revealing the goddess,
. . of god
now indefinitely
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