Love waits,

Love caresses

With unclenched hands.

Love kisses the breeze as it passes,

Love waters all trees and fills all wounds.

Love dances through beams of dust in empty corridors,

Love asks nothing for itself, it is pure fulfillment without need.

Love is eternal bliss unfolding, love is the seed that grows in you,

its roots stretch down from your belly, through your legs and into the earth.

Its foliage climbs high into the sky where angels fly and bliss and emptiness live.

The two essences combine and entwine. Their dance gives birth to a child made of light.






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