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I
Beloved of Love
Enter here,
the beloved’s realm,
and soar on wings of devotion
along the blue ray of love
with your heart open
to her love.
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The Beloved Approaches
In stillness,
in overwhelming emptiness,
there is excitement,
sensation whispering to our bodies,
rippling on the surface
of our souls.
The beloved approaches,
watching,
waiting for the opportunity
to enter our hearts
and summon a cosmos of love.
As her energy fills the air,
shining out of every living thing,
earth’s crystalline substance
begins to glow.
We witness the beauty
in the warmth of her presence
and a symphony resounds
throughout existence.
When we shine like the sun,
these illusions,
the sweetness of life,
the ecstasy our bodies enjoy,
reflect her infinite oneness.
Dreamer and dream,
arise in each other
out of the stillness.
Lover and love
become the beloved,
emptiness,
full and alive.
The Vast Chamber
We look through a doorway
from the bundles of our bodies,
created to know every facet
of the beloved,
becoming still
as we enter the vast chamber
of her heart.
We speak of eternal bliss
and the revelation of oneness,
of love and the divine script,
written a thousand different ways
to fulfill our mission.
Open the doors of paradise,
tear down walls and buttresses,
granting us freedom
to be lovers
enchanted by beauty,
naked and innocent.
Her smile,
the gentle rain that releases her scent,
a kiss from our sweet lips,
brings the dream to life.
We recognize each other
from primal beginnings,
when she conceived separateness
to experience union
through us.
Soft Delicate Truths
Dearest beloved,
we have concern for this life,
where hard reality demands
so much attention
and we must hide to partake
of the soft delicate truths
of your being.
Hold us close to your breast
and stroke our fears,
alerting the universe
that change is at hand.
We rejoice in tranquility
with our minds still and active
in the same moment,
allowing the mystery room to play.
Our cup forgot long ago
the feeling of emptiness,
your blessings in continuous flow
with us busy passing them on,
dreaming still
of a world without pain.
The dream lives in us,
traveling between worlds
where love unites lover
and beloved.
We wake with the earth
in a cosmic initiation,
holding the frequency for love,
your soft delicate truths
blossoming in the garden.
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