April 30, 2012

I have become one with your tapestry...

Tapestry

I am your work, inextricably bound,
I have become one with your tapestry,
Your golden thread informed the design,
And my life has been sewn to yours...
Melded...
One...

I've been entwined, circled and spun,
Wrapped in the tendrils of you,
As a baby in innocent wonder
Coils her fingers around your curls...
Around...
Between...

And all the while the loom in rhythm,
Weaving, shaping, winding my fate,
Infinite helix, infused DNA,
Spiritual spirals that beckon my heart...
Closer...
Deeper...

The Master Weaver had fixed the first stitch,
I was pulled inside, untangled, untied,
Moving in pattern, in shape, in flow,
He had handed the plan to you...
Creating...
Becoming...

Guiding formation, the spirit within,
Unseen hands, both artful, precise,
Eternal, these threads, in space and time,
In the endless fabric of love...
Transforming...
Inheriting...

Your heart is woven throughout my own,
Every moment of you changes me,
Every thought, every movement you've ever made,
I have borne in my body and soul...
Enmeshed...
Communed...

I am your work, inextricably bound,
I have become one with your tapestry,
Your golden thread informed the design,
And my life has been sewn to yours...

What story do we tell...?
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"Tapestry" © April 29, 2012 by D.M. 
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April 24, 2012

Ember's Glow

The longing lasts, inexhaustible, eternal... not attachment to be burned through and freed from. Can you extricate me from myself or dissolve that which is the ember placed within by God?

"Will you love me?", you asked, tear streaked face hidden beneath hands exquisitely tender and at once embodying a touch for which I so yearned, yet would never partake of, unless given.

"Yes, I will love you."

My Angel, my All. Muse of my soul, whose breath is sweet life to the glow within. Not then, not now, nor here alone... for time is as powerless to define my promise as space is to constrain it.

Always.

Lover, Beloved, in eternal dance. For your touch longing still in this temporal form, if by this I can give... one promise, one breath, one gift to your glow ... the most cherished of embers by God.


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"Ember's Glow" © April 25, 2012 by D.M. 
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