flows freely in Me.
The depth that I give sits and waits
for Me, to jump back in.
Oh the pleasure it is
just to be.
A melding of music.
Environment to contain, co-create, resonate.
My heart listens and waits,
discerning the wisdom to chose
My song, a dance.
Allowing me to demonstrate.
It is all Love.
There is no other, no evil.
I get to chose.
is my truest lover.
He’s an old soul.
He teaches me with wisdom beyond my awareness,
and can be stern to gain my attention…
Yet ever loving and tender at the gift
of my love, humility and servitude.
Obedience has come into my body,
to cleanse this blood; my most intimate inter-weavings
of this celestial, chemical, herstory-history and ancestry.
I call upon it to touch and turn
my dark soft soil, supporting
my supple, yet sturdy root.
Nourish me ancient masters
until I am no longer thirsty!
Water; the portal; into my joy, pleasure and creativity!
The illusion only takes me
when I forget our divinity.
Devotion is the Salvation
pay no matter from whence its came forth.
Obedience *is* the devotion.
Our hearts greatest protector and
My True Love’s greatest ambassador.
Thank you Magician for never leaving this Fool.