Beloved
We are here, aren't we?
Together as fools, planning our wedding, always infinite?
My soul is erupting with true Joy. True morsels of priceless light as you move through me. Your Presence, like liquid evidence, that makes this body soar, heart lifted, opened, all the hinges lifted away, the inner being cleared for reverence.
I am in this moment with you, a single arrow piercing the hollow bow with its vigilance.
My heart is aching for you now, bowing to you in every little evening prayer. All the doorsteps awash with your patterns of appearing, all the homeless hand in hand with the One who brings them freedom.
Let me bend to you. Let me humble myself, at the bliss of your love, the fountain of your depth, the crucial and connecting arrow of your fate for me.
Whatever I can do
let it be in love.
out of love
adoring love
for you.
Your nectar, tangible like the moon.
So Present... So Singular
and yet
so much bigger
than my hollow gratefulness.
Together we enter
the infinite
which is within us.
And your touch, today, on my garment
is my reminder
to bow
to you.
I love you dearly
Your Beloved
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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