Galaxy

The night there was purple lightening.

We are each made of it

This web, these strands of love 

The more we love the stronger we are

Each point of connection, a star

Burning eternally into the black night of our souls

Our hearts always speak the truth

The vibrant trembling moments when time is melted by love

Are more real than any other

Like stones building a home

These moments make us who we are

We are made of other people

Made of their smiles, their intentions, their presence 

Made of the rainbows in our eyelashes

Of the wind caressing our necks

Of soft beds and tiny arms encircling 

A thousand frames of sunlight bursting through trees

Like a puzzle, constellations filled in by our fascinations

We are the final frontier

Endless space, blinding silence, oceans of peace

Come and rest, experience the colors, the sparks

Listen to the love stories your heart whispers and weaves

As night draws close around

Perhaps you will  glimpse

The One who has been waiting at each junction 

Hiding under the guise of “ordinary”

Like a child waiting to be found, under the sheets in the corner of the bed 

For the moment of recognition, of pleasure, discovery, joy, surprise

He is the King of surprises

Always shaking silently with laughter, trying not to be seen

Hoping to be found

Draw back the veil

And here in your depths, meet your Lover

He’s been seeking, longing as wide as the universe

Wanting one precious prize

Your heart

The mirth that can’t ever be contained.


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Mother of 5, daughter of God. I love music, dancing, improv, laughing, living, wilderness, and people in general. Soft things and sleep are pretty magical.

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