RadhaKrishna Lotus Lovers
The sun fire is burning into the land waves. Summer is a refining of our dreams. The late evening is a song bird whistling the night into daydream time. We must be still on the border of being to catch the last rays of daylight's beauty. Be still like the eye of love birds looking directly into their eyes and just singing for the dark to nest in us - into the feathers of this love. No one enters night songs without love songs to sing. If you have none, none will come to you. Lovers prepare their hearts in silence and wait for the evening sounds of the earth to take them into light. This light is like a sapling you nurtured into a tree for the roosting of your soul so you could blossom as this night flower that you are to come from when you disappear into love's body like its sunrise. The Beloved helps you take off your petals one by one and calls you into Her mystery as Herself.