Which Being was the first to emerge from our Mother’s womb?
Who was it that She incubated for aeons before oxygen filled the air?
Through Geothermal Genesis,
Gaia’s motherly love,
The substance of Her surface would give birth to those,
On the edge of life.
The heat of old reactions would form the basis of future actions,
Generations generated and those microscopic disseminated,
How small was that Seed that She so willingly accepted?
Was it the warmth of the oceans, or the thickness of the wind?
Or heat hardly memorable to our surface,
Through which Her love now scales through all sizes of life?
Tis pointless to ponder on this process…
For the Void eats that line of life with His cold jaws as we speak.
And as for that Geothermal Genesis,
Tis our Parent’s secret that we will always seek.
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Geothermal Genesis
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