The spirit in the body lost all hope in everyone she had hoped for.
Who cares what happens to me?
Afterall one must learn to walk this path alone,
But the way starved me from touch
It dragged me into silence
And begged me to go beyond this myself
stop at nothing
seek out sounds of silence
summon sweet mystery
Care not of the outcomes
Oh ye of little faith
Shall I not clothe your breasts
And rapture you into
Only those who take risks are free.
Whispered the Divine Mother