#sacredunion
He is the light
breaking through the trees
at dawn.
The dust
that falls softly
from the stars.
The wind
that blows leaves
into the air.
And the moon
beaming
on her skin
so fair.
Subtleties
with remarkable beauty.
His love
lives within the universe—
so truly.
He is the light
breaking through the trees
at dawn.
She will cherish a love
until she is gone.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
My young body is impatient.
Restless
a bird
in a gilded cage
that would be at peace
for
if not for cage
there to rattle against
like ribs
creating a fortress
she mistakenly
thinks freedom
is granted
hungry for experience
so that her bones may know her truth.
My old soul is ever-patient with her.
Understanding
the energy and vitality of youth
and its contagion
my old soul waits
needing no one else's company but
her own,
she will wait lifetimes if she must
because, for her, there is only one
other
to wait
for.
She sits behind me
and my pain,
under a beautiful arc of roses
dripping
the colour of blood
watching over,
and watching those
that have failed her test
with
compassionate
knowing eyes.
For she doesn't know
what
he looks like in this life,
but she'll know
when she sees him
she will feel it when they meet
and an entire lifetime
will
be
captured in
the
intensity
of their gaze.
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 2:26 PM UTC