Woman, you are Noise
in my life.
When She created the world,
the Earth so perfectly formed,
did she rejoice? No.
It was not good.
Some thing was missing.
St. Thomas tells the tale:
Long She considered
what the element could be
which rendered this perfect picture of creation
sterile.
Void
and without form.
Then Her other half,
the Trickster,
with Coyote cunning spoke.
Spake he thus: "Add noise."
And it was good. It was. Glorious!
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