Beyond the Death

I am pregnant of myself
that is the reason....
Wait is long for something 
that is not even born.
Chaos within myself
 is exercise to tame a storm.
Intuition that cultivates faith 
in a land that has only one seed.
Nor too much sun, neither too much rain, 
nor too afraid, is all I need.
There is so much to germinate in my sex,
who craves all the way.
Stay true to my own compass, 
witness of spirit, root of body
Keep in touch to my own stars, 
the power of create, above, below,
a life that deserves to eternity
even if a moment...
like a fireworks....
just shine...
and be brighter for yourself...
show your overcome...
exploding all possibilities...
the risks and the adventurer that I can be.. 
with no mind...completely all in whole...
absorved in each act...
in the stage of the Earth...
a voluptuous soul...
that left her borders...
and wants to mixture of lose herself...
to find out... many sides to learn...
to dance to the beyond the death...