Against All Odds
clouds of noise and grief are clogging ears
and blinded are the eyes by superficialities
even though she tirelessly whispers her mysteries
like a breeze of fluid beauty and grace
seeking to stream through the body of soul
the sound of her waves simply pave the way
Encounter
with a forced hand she comes in like the tide
silent and wild
sweeping everything she deems unjustified
smothered with visions from a poisonous past
she opens the sacramental sea
that gates to the Sun
slowly showing
that the way of light is within
Alien
and even though, from far away
within may seem to be without
it is only through without you can enter the within
her ending is her beginning
A New World
while her heart overflows
with the nectar of renewal
cosmic consciousness colors the sky
camouflaged as a gentle breeze
the fragrance of freedom fills up her lungs
and dances along her very feet
Birth
embraced by the universe
her body bathes in the essence of love
like an unborn child, held in the womb of Mother
she is nurtured into a universe of her own
Photography by Esteban Wautier
Poetry by Marisa Papen
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