Behold, watch her stride
In time, through time, beyond time
Spiralling forward in her dance
Perfect coordination
Intricate chaos
Who can traverse her love?
Or know the depths of her rage?
Knower, always part of the known
Observer, in rhythm with her pace
Sometimes the sense of her presence
Her silent roar engulfing
A fearful glance over the shoulder
Images of fire, blood, and water
Mixed carelessly
Looking beyond seeing immediacies
All there is, is her smile
Her loving arms draped in embrace
As a star-ship
Embracing all of space
She moves majestic
And the universe hurtles
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