Sacred Ground

Sacred, the ground that brings life into form.
Deity reborn within these earthen mysteries.
A blade of grass, a flower blossoming.
Heady scent of earth become
a mating with the summer sun.

And oh, the stars that light the night.
Cool wind of indigo delight.
Shadows flare, the light ascends.
We weren't meant to make amends.
The meant to be is all that we can see.

Birth of life, the ultimate of unsolved mysteries.
Heart and soul, a consciousness.
Memories of prepossessed reunion.
Guide the light into the dark.
Ember burning, see the spark
Of love within an intimate exposure.

A flame, a flare, a deep desire.
Need at the core of every fire.
Earthen wind, the water, air -
From where, the fire's flare...?

Oh, heart of all divinity,
Awaken to reality with me...

? Michaelette ?

6/19/2002
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