she’d plead to Earth itself by her screams a hundred of them needing not to know a thing but who she was at last; what she was to do, why it had been this way some solace for her suffering Spirit - a place to lay her head rooting so broadly, carving too deeply becoming more than ever to release such holdings of ego and burn the lies from Mind lamenting that one who remained no matter those final human hopes which wouldn't die to rest again - to let it go - to heal the past rediscovering some sense of Peace the rest of herself was to be rid of Great Mother would show her the way Nature grafting itself within her form finally free to be still again realizing the safety she'd be enveloped within her timeless nature; eternity waiting to find this end would be a most well-trodden path of Soul bleeding into the Source of her planet re-born anew within the rhythms of its consciousness cleansed of hurt instilled beyond the pale a path she'd take over again flipped here, twisted, and tied to a different soul such wanting had been divinely bestowed within her it would be her greatest teacher, a lesson finally learned how it was she’d forgive that God who’d done her wrong Apollo; he'd driven her to ground she gave everything to escape his lustful heart now feeling that pain, from his side inspired by his guardianship to see quite plainly she’d come to know there nothing to forgive he’d never a choice; love didn't work that way
