River bursting out, damp splashing, coursing
down from mountains falling, hunting the sea;
living Goddess pulsing forward towards
the telos, the cause and the effect, bring
all of us into being, returning
us back again whence we came, from the sea
which gave our birthing, to the sea again
for our dying. We are yours when living,
and we are yours after. There is no in
betweening, we are always yours, always.
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