Great Mother Emptiness Arches and smiles There is vacancy amidst her white teeth There is removal in the folds of her body The stars echo and disappear Leaving in their wake The signs and sigils of her name
She is not air She is not water She is not fire Nor force Nor form
She is not silence She is not speech She is not whispering Nor song Nor thought
She is not hidden She is not revealed She is not embraced Nor sterile Nor shunned
She is not wife She is not husband She is not child Nor blood Nor water
She is not birth She is not death She is not the giver Nor given Nor received
She is not amassed She is not constricted She is not extended Nor withdrawn Nor reaching
She is not spirit She is not flesh She is not breath Nor seed Nor womb
She is not pure She is not tainted She is not poison Nor vitality Nor sleep
She is virgin She is not betrothed She is not wanton Nor wild Nor chaste
She is not touch She is not sight She is not taste Nor vision Nor light
She is not day She is not night She is not season Nor flame Nor frost
She is not order She is not chaos She is not within Nor without Nor manifest
She is not dream She is not waking She is not awareness Nor blindness Nor reprieve
She is not motion She is not repose She is not time Nor above Nor below
She is not Nor even negation She is not She is she