How did darkness become a negative?
When did the false tales of unions begin?
From the beginning, light danced with blackness.
The primordial seed roamed in vast regions of void seeking the cosmic egg.
The seed searched for its mate, where She calmly waited.
The seed wandered in nothingness, never becoming until allowed to enter in.
Millions try and yet only one finds favor.
Fertility rites and sciences beg Her for impregnations.
But she cycles in the quiet of what is Her Natural Way.
Always ready, She is constant to provide Creation Quarters.
Seeds still seek Her,
Diving in the tunnels and by-ways,
Looking for a way to make life,
In a place where there are yet no ribs.
A search for the gestation of newness.
Seeds of life quest in the womb of potential copulation.
Yearning conceptions and developments.
Birth is found in the black shadows of Her womb.
Diving into blood
Swimming in DNA
Arriving at the ancient codex
Finding glory at the dawn
There I AM
Before separation fought the war of x and y.
The ALL dancer motioned.
She pondered creativity
And suddenly spoke with a vehemence, "Let there be seed."
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