The One (A Poem)

I am the One
The caramel rendition
A singing and laughing shimmer of glass
wearing the stars and constellations on the small of my back
Prancing down the pavements with a smile in my spirit
A stillness in my soul
A song if you will hear it
I am a carrier of the void
The light and dark at play
Both the sunrise
and the storm
The quiet embodiment of source
A piece of it sits between my hips
The promise of life swings in my walk yet
Fatality and Joy sit on my lips and
dress each sentence
in their colors as I talk
I am the One
The Artist and The Pen
Who bleeds but does not die
Who lives and yet gives life
I am the vessel
from whence the others shall come
Kings, Queens, and Scholars
Handsome God’s and graceful Goddesses
I am the origin of life
I am the root and the foundation
The sword and the hug
I am the sculptor of the nations
I am the One
A child of Great Mother
The presence in the wind
The moonlight on the water 
I am the One
I am the All
The Process and the Great Creatress
The Feminine 
I am The Woman