Monday, March 26, 2012

I'm Ready

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along ~ Rumi



I watched the oceans weep, for the last time, as I buried your love, somewhere on the edge of uncertainty. My body, that once cried out for your arms, softly sighed of relief, as I opened a new window of hope. The songs of the birds singing to a new day, awakened in me, a light that illuminated the torch I held as a symbol of my beingness. I felt alive in my existence. Being the beautiful, glorious me. I felt alive and ready to dive in the waves of joy, waiting in front of me.

I am alive and ready to meet with my lover at the door of my soul. Knock my beloved, so that I know, you are as thirsty as me to taste the sweet surrender, of our spirits merging into one. Ring this heart's bell, so I know you too, want to lose yourself in the ecstasy of it all. Don't wait for an answer, open the door and look me in the eye, so that I know that it is your soul that has finally arrived to mine.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Dancer of Love

Weightless, as I breathe in and allow myself to fall into Your infinite Love. This ocean of joy, opens its arms to catch me, as I gently drop through the sky. Breathless. I am sinking into Your Heart. Sheer bliss, as I breathe out and let myself go. I have disappeared.

Now, watch me dance, on the wind that beckons man, to drink the Wine of Your Love. Savour each drop, it says, because tonight, we shed our earthly skins and rejoice in this utter madness we call Love.

Hurry, we must not delay, for my soul is completely drunk, my Beloved. Catch me, before I fall again. I have given myself up to you, to become the dancer of Your Love. So watch me, my Beloved. Watch me, as I dance away the night for You.

Friday, March 09, 2012

The Sun's Death

O beloveds, let the sun slowly die into the night, till the ribbons of pink and purple, lose their hue and fade to black. Let it die, till her majesty rises to the peak of the sky and touch the bottom of Heaven's Door. Rise. Rise, above the fear of darkness. Above the secrets in your heavy heart that dampens the ethereal light of your lantern. Do not hide away, for I have seen your soul crawling across the floor, gathering pieces of truth. So release, my beloved, and breathe into the nightfall. Do not fear the blackened sky, for even it holds pockets of endless sparkling light, only if you are willing to look up and see.

Call me love

I'm throwing up my hands.  I don't want this war Don't let me leave Stop.  I'm throwing up my hands.  Waving the White Flag ...