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MOTHER'S MILK
MOTHER’S MILK
Why are some men afraid of the softness of women; maybe
It is their child who recognizes the oceanic feeling from the
Suckle of her breast. Milk is the most softness of kindness.
Leaders of ancient civilizations pressing their stylus in wet
Clay and Moors with their astrolabes found their way to the
Great white walls of cities by the scent of mother’s milk.
Who can be dismissive of the auguries of a drop of milk falling
From her breast creating a crowned diadem as it hits the floor;
Sometimes softness makes men afraid walking on green clover.
The greatest of minds sometimes feel uneasy by the sea where
Life was spawned in the beginning; that precarious oceanic
Oneness with its unconditional acceptance scares men of iron.
Even Savronala and Torquemada were afraid because of the
Uneasiness of doing harm to her; there is no forgiveness against
The Holy Sprit nor is there any reprieve from sin against a mother.
Mother’s milk frightened the Romans; Romulus and Remus were
Suckled by a wolf and their civilization sprung from milk; all
Heroes were backed by the goddesses who were their patrons.
Who can trace the origins of Brahmanic lore where the sacred cows
Were placeD above all others; whatever the philosophic dogma, we
Know that it is in nurturing and being nurtured that milk is uber alles.
