I will never forget...

My speculation was blinded by the light of an ebony woman dressed in violent and indigo,
Her green eyes piercing through the posture of my peace,
Leaving me moved like tireless tides and I dropped feet,

Immediately,
she lowered herself to catch me in her arms and upon my ear she spoke,

"The weak fight to look strong within their stance and the strong fall to their knees at the sight of true strength. For you lower yourself for you and hold the lowly parts of you within my embrace." As she spoke, my body and eye listened to her every word that came like music upon water. "You must not remember, but you are like me, and you will remember very soon," she said as her grip around me tightened. At this, I found myself back on Gamia with my pencil painting the picture of what I saw...