My Beloved whispers to me:
every object in my vision,
every chair,
every body,
every seeming happening.
The soundtrack of my life
is a complex carrier-wave
for that singular,
sweet message
of my Love.
a message of love
My Beloved whispers to me:
every object in my vision,
every chair,
every body,
every seeming happening.
The soundtrack of my life
is a complex carrier-wave
for that singular,
sweet message
of my Love.
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It took me a long time.
Waiting in prayerful vigil
for the whisper of my Beloved.
All the while
seeing through her eyes
and speaking with her voice
as she
awaited me
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