Fecundity

All of shapeless Infinity's bound without bounds

within visions horizonless, lacking a place.

The ambiguous light bounded solely by thought

is as form that's unmoving or moves without form.

In a pause that seems endless a fulfilling sigh

of awareness awakening emerges. And when,

in the midst of this vast vibrant void, there appears

an existence, it's only by contrast to void

that its’ presence is noted, that it is perceived.

What then is the perceiver or who's there to see

in the instant of birthing, the ripening of time

before time e'en exists to be ripened? What sen-

tience lives before birthing to witness this birth?

An awareness in stasis, in stillness, await-

ing a thought form with patience, awaiting, while time,

in its infancy, pulls it and runs on before

it and measures its’ boundaries, receives in that mo-

ment of birthing response from itself as it gives

and receives - like a breath that both inhales and ex-

hales and each without ending 'till separate, each

contemplating, desiring the other, feels joy

at the bonding, the union, the twined separa-

tion that gives definition and thought to the two

who are one. All the universe is the overt

choreography of their delight in their shared

co-existence and mutual desire to express

the perfection of love which they find in themselves

and each other. A moment is captured. The Yin

and the Yang, both the male and the female re-

sonate. Thus is the dance itself

borne.

Sans Dogma