O Do Not Weep, She Says, For

For This Beauty, Beauty Without Strength, Chokes Out Life.

The Whole White World Is Ours.

No Man Will Be Present In Those Mysteries, Yet All Men Will Kneel, No Man Will Be Potent, Important, Yet All Men Will Feel What It Is To Be A Woman.

Love That I Bear Within My Breast How Is My Armour Melted How My Heart

Why Wait For Death To Mow? Why Wait For Death To Sow Us In The Ground?