[The Girl][13th October 1973]

[Redbook2:21A-E][19731017:1701][The Girl][13^th October 1973]

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I

Turning, slowly into the Wind,

She flies outward,

Her arms, like soft-petals, yearning

Into the Sun.

The hill-top:

The grass-run like waves: the backdrop

Of downland: the shifting horizon:

The One.

II

Christ I am with You!  Unbuttoning

Her sleeves and her blouse,

She throws open

Her softness, her Soul

To the Sky;

Casting it into the Wind

She steps from her shoes,

Baring her feet to the Earth,

Walking on Earth,

The coolness of Earth in her veins:

Bronze of the buckle unclasped

Opens her belt,

Unfastening the cloth,

Which falls like some snakeskin

In folds in her footsteps

Forgot

III

-- Leaving the glory

Of slender limbed beauty

To wander ecstatic

Through rain

That softly, that gently

Flows over, clinging the skin

To her skin.

Ecstasy!  Wonder

She wanders, the beauty of Earth

In Her prime;

Arms open in worship, she reaches

Behind her, unfastening the halter,

Rid of the yoke for all time;

And, pausing, with fingers near hips

Passing through the remaining

Constriction, which falls with her hands

To her feet:

She steps, straightens, stands and is free!

IV

The Girl

From her head to her toe:

From her slender love-legs

To the love of her lips,

The poise of her head and her neck;

From her uptilted breasts

-- Soft, firm, delicate breast,

From the smooth of her skin

From the curve of her waist and the sway of her hips,

To her Sex:

From the Earth-mother warmth of her thighs

To the depth of her womb:

From the passionate entry, the shuddering depth,

To the core of her Soul

V

To her eyes:

From the Power that is in Me,

The Power of the One,

They are mine.

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