universe within original
unknowable bythos
where euphony rolled without harmony
golden carapace that possess
miraculous internal permanency
figure bejeweled but also bedimmed
she is the axis of creation
sense female embodiment of wisdom
her sweet daughters faith, hope and love
in the abyss thrown to nescience
all nations of greed that turn in her absence
why will you not see
that the most painful knowledge
can be the cradle
of your most cherished potency
The poem is excellent, but, in my opinion, the third stanza is one of the most important set of lines that you have written. Most important, and most distinguished . . .
Starward