Numina—

I call to her,
she is born—

Numina:
The Formless into Form—
The Eye within the Storm—

The ocean’s deepest longing,
The grit that shapes the pearl
The pearl that makes the oyster
A joy to behold.

As Numina
We stand fierce & loving
One foot in the fire
One foot in cold ashes
Forever ascending,
eternally subsiding.