Hybrid

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Hybrid by Dorothy Colleen

I am a hybrid
A mixture
2 sides in conflict
Male and female spirits
Collide within
Each contending
Each in turn
Ascends then
Descends again
Could they ever blend
Mix together
Make a synthisis
Stronger than either alone
Only time will tell
But for now I wait
To see the shape that will emerge
From my inner shell
And my transformation
To be complete
And for the day when I am whole
And strong
At last.



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Andrea Lena DiMaggio's picture

From my perspective...

...just a wonderful example of creation, just as the poet herself!
Male and female he created them in the image of God


She was born for all the wrong reasons but grew up for all the right ones.
Possa Dio riccamente vi benedica, tutto il mio amore, Andrea
Crying is all right in its own way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later,
and then you still have to decide what to do. ― C.S. Lewis
Love, Andrea Lena

Hybrid

Yes, we ALL need to merge our different aspects to become complete, at times.

    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine
    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

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