We are stardust. We are Light in every density.
We are the future memory of angels, weaving in and out of each other, like threads of spun gold.
When I come into your view, and you into mine, it is a holy encounter, a divine ordinance to be One.
Saying Yes, keeps us wrapped in the security of Oneness.
Like the sun and the moon illuminate the dark of the day and the night, though seemingly separate, part of the same purpose - we, are moved by the divine - we are moved closer together.
If we don’t remain in Love’s orbit, we will seem to be the castaway, drifting further out to sea until the tension brings us back and we surrender to something we do not know…
How can you feel lost, when I have found you?
You are always laying in the arms of your Beloved… the secret you pretend lies hidden within the deception of your dream.
Oh the magic of a celestial heart that rights the imagined wrong and gifts us with our primordial wholeness, forever, and ever.
The echo of the soft moan of a lover’s cry,
doesn’t dissipate
it extends…
and whispers…
come back to me, come back to me, come back to me.
Maybe we need to know, that we won’t fly, until we realize
we are two wings of the same bird.
(Morning Muse 8/21/24)