He used to love women with rage and vio-lence.
But right now he's all filled with no-anger.
Like a firm plate put and fixed on the breast,
Which pulls out to everything: "Love it, love it!".
Because she is pregnant from him, my darling,
and the Father - this Status - gives no anger,
Covering a woman is - destiny,
After all, she bears the holy seed.
After all, she spreads to the world - the Matter.
Thus producing the immense part of it.
Because Father is prone to her with no anger,
She subordinates glad, sweetly, modestly.
Here it is: closing of the yin-yang circle,
When these lines are finely and tenderly merged.
Those don't go angrily beyond circle
Who achieved perfection by circle joined.
Status of Creator with no-anger
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2019
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