Art by Norman E. Masters
Background by Montserrat
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As i lie, half-dreaming, my head upon your bosom, Sophia, your breasts my pillow of dreams, all these beloved faces, in & out of time, pass as images thru my mind... Where are they now? -- sown like seeds in a field of stars... You compensate my soul for the pains of separation with strains of consolation as the voices of heaven sing a music of heart's sweet solace... In tranquillity of Silence seeping thru my soul a deep yearning stirs within to turn to embrace You -- o goddess of the eternitudes -- living Charis of all loving beatitude blissing the blessing that joy*dances my being. In the shimmering glow of Your Presence, withdrawing, You dance away from me, now. i hear the tiny bells around your ankles, sweet Shekhina in the silver shining, blending & shifting with moonshadows, glimmering & winkling in starglow... Now You are Living Mystery upon the face of rippling waters... |