Outer stillness to inner stillness
Gathered darkness, deep like a sea
Roar of waves, crash of water
I travel down to what waits for me

She rises then, in greeting maybe
Though eyes, heavy lidded, are closed
Full lips tempt a kiss, African Lady
The Divine, Face like mine, draws me close. 

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