Art by Jean Delville, 1900
The sky is darkest night, the moon dipping low
upon Heart's sanctuary.
The Goddess is drunk on the wine of Her lover's longing.
She dances in the meadow of passion, barest, yearning, trembling
to complete Her lover.
The moon longs to caress her dancing limbs;
The stars leap each other to garner her gaze!
But She sees only Her Lover~
who sees only Her.
This One cries Her name to the heavens
agonizing for reunion~
Bless the Beloveds!
The Bride who trembles to be longed for and entered,
The One who sighs the breath of longing
From the most hidden, sacred tender place within~
She drops Her veil and She lets Her Lover enter Her Holiness
merging 'two as One'
mixing Holy Necter with Passion's Cup
crying out a pledge of Love.
Eternity watches quietly, reverently
spinning the Wheel
grinning with delight
as The Lovers spasm into Unity,
searing the fabric of beingness
that connects us All,
interweaving each heart together.