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He cleaves the dark,
a thrill of potent thrust,
Pangu's vast groan,
from cosmic stardust dust.
Heaven's fierce seed,
into the void it spills,
A boundless force,
that boundless motion thrills.
// The moment of Pangu's cosmic orgasm, as he splits the primordial egg. His colossal, muscular form is barely visible amidst swirling nebulae of deep purple and gold. Streaks of pure, white energy erupt from his core, forming galaxies. Nuwa's ethereal form, half-seen, seems to receive this explosion of creation.
She opens wide,
the fertile, yielding sheath,
Nuwa's soft sigh,
below Pangu's last breath.
Earth's deep embrace,
where all desires converge,
The silent valley, where all life emerge.
// Nuwa's divine body, sculpted from primal earth and glistening with dew, lies vast and welcoming. Rivers flow through the curves of her limbs, mountains rise from her breasts. Her eyes are half-closed in ecstasy, absorbing the fading cosmic light of Pangu's creation, drawing it into her womb-like core. Ethereal golden dust motes settle upon her.
From tangled roots,
a tender shoot takes hold,
In passion's mud,
a story to unfold.
Peril and promise,
wet with dewy grace,
A tender hope,
in this chaotic space.
// A single, phallic-shaped green sprout thrusting upwards from dark, sensuous, fertile mud. Droplets of water cling to its nascent leaves like sweat. Around it, tendrils of mist intertwine suggestively, hinting at the lingering embrace of creation. Pulsating light emanates from its base.
( to be continued, yet, another hold, the time hasth' thus sproutet', oh, behold, behold! )
Future excerpt, yet to be:
Verse 5: Xu (需) – Waiting
Verse 6: Song (訟) – Conflict
Verse 7: Shi (師) – The Army
Verse 8: Bi (比) – Holding Together
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