As the seasons change and the moon turns through her cycles

As the seasons change and the moon turns through her cycles

I’m opening to this gratitude for everything that arises

Falling away again in constant metamorphoses

Allowing our hearts to expand into union.

 

On one side it could be raining

While small frogs fill the air with their song

When over here a billion stars bless the night sky

And between us all the love in the universe is dancing.

 

There’s no distance, and it’s timeless between our souls

With magic making music for our divine delight

The fragrance of mysterious flowers

Enchants the subtle senses.

 

We came from the East

With offerings of amber and myrrh

To share illumination from our own radiance

Where now we remain enraptured by the miracle of grace.

 

d.   12.3.18