Remembering the Goddess

Even tied down with chains

and covered in a pile of the worst gunk imaginable,

a goddess will always remain a goddess.

For boxes and age will never tarnish the core of who she is,

divinely perfect in her inherent state

she is beyond the structure of words, time and society.

She is like the rivers that flow in the earth,

rising springs and rain from above.

You can bottle the product

but you have no way

to manifest the source without her.

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