The Noetic Muse

As the Sun hides behind our Mother and his twin flame rises to reflect what we wish to keep hidden from him...

The divine trinity has revolved around her before time could measure patience and cycles measured distance...

A divine child awakening and no longer being entranced by the hypnotic rhythm of fragmented light and stars no longer kissing the earth’s surface... 

A child with an insatiable appetite to weave her being into the phantasmal realm of the sacred...

The realm woven by the sacred ones and governed by the ancient ones… 

A child whose divine rebirth resonates with the golden cords humming the song of creation...

Her pilgrimage home to the celestial realms completed... 

The immortal streams of silk soaked by her essence interlaced through timelines causing grace to stream through the rifts in time...

I am Kubby