It was there under the light of the moon that creation breathed, and the breath of life manifested you. Since, have I sat in contemplation of this gift; my mind untying the bow, unleashing the treasure. What of the wonders of life has aligned in a way where the door leading me to you and you to me opened with a simultaneity of Magic? I … Continue reading The mist of forever
Your voice, it is the smile of my heart beating the way chimes echo. I have sat at the feet of God in tears grateful for you, my gift. It is there that I laid down my promise upon the right foot: That I will love you forever. Continue reading My Vow
Image: Scott Stulberg I sit and write because it is the way. The words come calling like a ping alerting me of good news. The sound reminds me of the path and to remain there, and then you arrive like the sun illuminating the skin, a full moon in the dark pointing the way. I know the sound of you the way I know magic; … Continue reading Intimacy
It flows dripping inside the drops; your body a river. How deeply it rushes in and I swim, learned to breathe there inside the depths of you that I might go longer, travel farther inside the vastness of your tunnel. My heart beats, a guide through the moon between your two worlds housing treasures. When you open wide I see the light glisten. I see the … Continue reading Niagara Falls
Allowing the inner creativity to flow through. May you enjoy this love experience. Continue reading I contemplate her vastness
I am open. It is the door that leads me to vast places inside of spaces in time. I go with you there, wherever there is to go. How bright the way of light. How magical the skies cracking wide to ignite fires that burn piercing always to the core of truth. I go there into the vastness with you. You are the truth, and I … Continue reading Mi regalo de Dios
All things rise and fall, waves rushing shore only to recede out of reach. We’d have to be in the deep end where calm abides and the feathers go unruffled. Life teaches us this. We learn in time, our own time. It passes. Our reach out of reach, too late for the reaching. It happens in moments. Timing. It is everything, including an illusion. What … Continue reading In time
