My Sacred Love,


Your silent wisdom is not lost.
It lives within my darkness,
        in my tiny space
            waiting to bloom.


In your formless essence,
Empty spaces, awakened
There is nothing to do, only to Be
But yet it is here color, form, light
                             are ever born.


Oh Beloved, in here I have found you again.
The place where Love made us,
   and we made Love.
Where you first told me, how beautiful I was
      and how we would always be together.


It is here you welcomed me back again,
     when I was lost and cold.
When I didnt remember You,
             you remembered me.
And retold all of our ancient stories.


This place, is where heaven and earth meet,
      in soft, powerful embrace.
Where stars send out their kisses
   to the whole of space.
And the galaxies swirl in ecstasy.
Where planets turn gracefully,
     and the bright-eyed beings upon their bodies
            look out and remember.


In the timeless dark Womb of Magic,
Or nestled in the soft cool bud of an opening lotus
In here we imagined Life, and then Life imagined us.