Dance Of The Fire Twins
Photo by Gamaliel Masters
A dancer of time, you are dancing in Her timelessness... The old patterns of the past that limit your mind are the prophets that are false. Into your very heart*beat, baring your heart*speak, Her Spirit is in the pulsing, your bliss is in the swaying, no more delaying... whirling, swirling, the rhythm enhances, Her fragrance entrances, portals to the knowing Fire ascending on the pyre of passed pasts, all those days... years... centuries... so poignant with expectations... The time of transition... was it lifetimes? Now no more than a forgotten dream; you will no longer remember that it seemed like forever... The inner fires... ascendancing desire, depths reaching higher... the heights of bliss embracing the depths of knowing what was imagined, now real, with the strength of puissance, dance thru the dark of the soul's deepest night the bright dark of Her mystery is shining you Home...