Dawn's Prayer

[Guest guest]

All night, I watched the full moon

move into morning's

light-shield, unconcerned.

Calm, still, silent. Watching you breathe.

 

As the dawn began to spritz the sky with color,

with melon-fleshed freshness

of a brightly glowing,

of a kind of coral crescendo,

I turned towards the East

and entered my Soul's temple.

 

"Mercy, my Friend,

my cherished Heart's Beloved Own."

Skybound, Heart-bound,

sent from the center of Longing,

I sent a fervent prayer to God

to bring about this wonderful Union, sooner.

In that selfsame instant that my cry leapt free,

the air that was still,

was brisk March air-shattered,

crystal-clattered

wide-open with the voice of Achyuta!

 

Like some Wine-mad, crazy, divine Love-Bird,

a peacock sounded across the Moment,

actualizing the oath, the plea,

the surrendered angst to know you feel me,

into a Gladness unknown before,

in any, in any form ever known to me.

 

The bursting of time's

delusive hold was nothing short of,

if not the actual splitting

of any sense of separation

between thee, my adorable dark Achyuta,

and this trembled dove's heart, moving

with your every pulse

and breath of bloodbeats and air.

 

If I were to take just three strides

along the space of this Moment,

I would stand before your presence

in form, in Light, in Love,

in the very heart

that now floods you, with Love for me.

 

What divine calling card

did God place in our hearts

when He decided to break us open

and plant Himself there?

It can only be that somewhere,

sometime, so long, so long,

so very long ago, you and I

were feeding LoveLight Words,

even then at the very beginning

we were God's poet and muse

to one another, full-supine positioned

in Love's Ever-lasting, full-embrace.

 

Falling into your open-souled eyes,

I can see eternity,

eternity, ever-ever bleeding

through everything as That.

 

Garland me again

with the promise to fill my Soul

with that nectared, that Coral-fluid

of Love, that only you,

only your rose-scented heart

can give to me, can give that sweetness I know

as my very own Heart's essence

blossoming inside your own Self

as the Fragrance of God's Heart

made manifest through the Love we rekindled, Now.

 

 

Love,

Mazie

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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