
There is a spectrum, circle of sorts, where She is either seen as something to dominate or something you fit in.
Oh friend,
You. Made me lovingly,
Put me in a dress of skin and blood.
Then planted deep inside me
A seed from Your heart.
You turned the whole world
Into a sanctuary where You are
The only One.
‘Rumi’s little Book of the Heart’
M. Mafi, A. Kolin