Two women in a timeless love Two broken hearts coming undone Once upon a time they were little girls Now they're full grown Learning a script they've always known Rehearsing till dawn Lines forever drawn Two women in a timeless love Roles recorded on their hearts Two healing hearts performing as one
And my twin flame wrote; "So, it's either too soon or too late for love?" Later realizing who had sent that poem I gave my true conscious reply But it was too late I missed my mark in poem and sadly before without meaning to do so.
An ancient script on stage at the Hilton resurfaced from that glorious Sunday. Mother's Day missing the mark, fame and great fortune! I so adored you beloved. You changed my world Yes everything had meaning!
"True love is timeless without beginning or end" PRECIOUS LOVE It's never too soon, nor too late. In spirit in the beginning and from that Hilton labby Glued together twin flame lover I wished with you to be. My darling! Timeless is true love. ~~~~~ By: karijinbba All rights Reserved-74-95.
I’d like to think that your ways are the air, the winds. I am the water you can move, and carry mists of me with you, though brief and fleeting effervescent, though you can’t see me there sometimes, I am felt in you. I am breathed through you. When you’re heavy with me, you are the fog. When I’m heavy with you, I am the breaks of surf smeared out on the sands. Sometimes we make a rip curl, burrowing under me by some unearthly gravitational force. I swell and mix with you. We fight for the top till we must fall over the apex and break over the earth, crashing down again and again. Until there is no more moon there is no separating us, as much as they try. The sea of our stories will be played in by the ages of Children and their children. From our ritual they may find sanctuary So long as our ritual exists
“Why do you strip me of what makes me beautiful? I was tall, graceful and my form was loved by All. But now I am naked clothed only by my longing to return to that which I was. I was met by a flame that promised me glory and immortality How could I be such a fool to believe in such a dream ... “
The Wind replied
“The initiating flames that kissed your crown and cleansed you of all form and name launched you into my loving arms, so that I may unveil your true essence. I have not stripped you of your beauty I have only invited your beauty to become timeless and eternal. Your sweet gentle fragrance is now One with me, no longer confined and caged by time and space, resting solely and fully in the ancient present. My child, Rejoice! you are free just as I am unbound, empty and untethered from this world.. “
Death is the poem of the universe
The thing you lost at your birth , you will find at your death.