For aeons and aeons and aeons

She wildly traversed transmuted transfigured

Through countless thunder energy-spaces

Through flower-spaces of sacred purity

Through atom-spaces of fierce power

Through light-spaces of absolute clarity

Through galactic spaces of absurd wonder

Before She permitted

Her miracle form to suffer

Among men and matter

Searching for The Perfect Tone

Which ever eluded delicately

Bearing the vast burden

Of every sign of perfection ~

The silent elements rejoiced

Silently in Her divine silence ~

The blind men of the earth

Reduced her to their ignorance,

Discovered in Her miracle being

Amoebic dysentery, bad-breath

Never-ending foul bacterial emissions ~

She became the pretentious randy-whore

They imagined her to be ~

Yet one day a dreaming cow-herd

Realized her as the Goddess Of All Light ~

She became the primal virgin mother

Dissolved in the ageless spirit of things

Awaiting the perfect dawn

To reveal her ancient beatific smile ~

circa 1987 ~

Note ~

Azra ~ Divine Light [Arabic]