Spiraling

Circles spiraling in and out forever;
this is the gift that only love can bring.
Come fly with me again into the deep
of indigo alight with stars, and a moon
that even now is on the rise again.

Let us speak this magic of all fantasies
that beats all loving hearts within a unity
of loving strength that simply cannot be
obliterated. The rhythm and the beat,
this syncopated synchronicity lives on
within a sense of mighty perseverance.

Anciently, these seals will repeat within
the safety of our incantations, becoming
future in each moment of this love of our
creation. Oh, beauty of this love; untouched
by power plays of needy greed. Freely given
and received in its totality.

We seek, we find, all that truly is divine
just here within ourselves, within our hearts,
speaking once again within infinities of
loving ecstasy that flow beyond mere
thoughts or words or deed, within a perpetuity
of love and its eternal flowing song, expanding
wildly in a stillness of eternity...

? Michaelette ?

6/03/2001
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