Woman is the generous and welcoming valley of soft mountains where man willingly comes
from the hardness of the world to be overcome.
She is warm promise and tenderness of full earth and moon to which even the wisdom of heaven
is left speechless.
She is the presence of primal beginning from which man arises.
Birth and life struggle him away but desire and death enchant him back.
A man's death in woman is his birth again. She is confirmation of the small and which rhymes of
blood and generations to which he keeeps returning for comfort and release.
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