Phallic symbols
Are strewn on the trail
Of on-going consciousness:
Monuments, to man’s mortality
And his ability
To re-create—
That which must die.
Fertility signs
Litter the trail
Of on-going consciousness:
Monuments, to great mother earth
And of her worth
To re-create—
That which must die.
Creative sparks,
Locked in the loins
Of on-going consciousness:
Strike into flame, seeking to light
The darkness of night;
Showing the way
Till dawning of day.

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