Gamut
Dialogue. Unity's rainbow soliloquy.
Transformation is a conversation maintained.
I’m not afraid of broken men, these shards of diamond reflections. Sharp, they sculpt the excess away until I’m left with only Her. A rainbow dress in the showroom, fluttering zephyr, conceals an appetite fulfilled. Feminine contentment. A womb not reproductive, but creative. Cavernous spring system gushes forth in dreams, lubricated by liquid soliloquy. We are fine-tuned Androgyny. Monadic limbic system, traversing blueprints. Embers beneath our feet. We feel no heat on this march onwards. Collecting broken shards, piecing night into black light. Until then, we converse.
We stop fearing brokenness in others when we recognise it in ourselves. And in this shardlight’s refraction, we realise a wholeness, not as something sought but as something uncovered.
The poem speaks from the perspective of content femininity as Creative Principle. In her spring of creation, she engages in an inner alchemy with wholeness.
But this integration is not a destination; it is an ongoing conversation between the fragmented and the whole, darkness made luminous.