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And shall I lose myself in this gift
as though it were
for God my offering,
to his arms
hands
fingers
tips
which like a hushed most secret prayer
desire, and all the moreso need
this
warm dissolve
into the deep
feeding of my senses
answered after the kneading waiting
of all centuries and so many countries
traveled
to arrive in this mysterious
here,
now
by his touch.
Like the explorers setting sail
upon the ocean current of
all control surrendered,
the great unknown
is the only known between us.
Sharing in the mysterious
journey of all directions,
daring trust and intuition,
a mutual prayer and acceptance
of this blessing sent from heaven
straight to us...
Earthly karmic securities
of clearly understood footsteps taken
lost and gone, replaced
with the moving force of life
merging
and the freedom winds of change
perfecting
this home of ourselves
growing like a garden
into each other.
Destiny co-creating with a smile
luring us into
a vastly open space
of forever
that speaks in slow whisper
solely of
Love,
but with
the enlightened words
of one star only
at a time.
as though it were
for God my offering,
to his arms
hands
fingers
tips
which like a hushed most secret prayer
desire, and all the moreso need
this
warm dissolve
into the deep
feeding of my senses
answered after the kneading waiting
of all centuries and so many countries
traveled
to arrive in this mysterious
here,
now
by his touch.
Like the explorers setting sail
upon the ocean current of
all control surrendered,
the great unknown
is the only known between us.
Sharing in the mysterious
journey of all directions,
daring trust and intuition,
a mutual prayer and acceptance
of this blessing sent from heaven
straight to us...
Earthly karmic securities
of clearly understood footsteps taken
lost and gone, replaced
with the moving force of life
merging
and the freedom winds of change
perfecting
this home of ourselves
growing like a garden
into each other.
Destiny co-creating with a smile
luring us into
a vastly open space
of forever
that speaks in slow whisper
solely of
Love,
but with
the enlightened words
of one star only
at a time.
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