Last night I felt it.

It was more than the moment
It was more than the material.
It was LOVE unbound, in pristine form
Softly strong - brutally accepting
Like sunrise mountain.

We expose a divine essence.
With healers hands,
We play in golden shimmers of light
And dance on the borders of the heavens
The vast ocean of knowing heeds our call.

Carrying the force,
We become messengers of God
Shifting boarders to create space for our peace
To build a bubble of knowing
That we are what we need to be
In order to be what we are.

You sing not with your voice
But with your soul when you touch me
In that place
Where only divinity has trodden.
Etched with light, you carve a doorway
To a secret place inside
That no one has caressed
That no one has sought.

The force we have come to know
Flashes neon bright before us
And trails of light burn the knowing
Into the depths of our fears.
So we look inside and SEE
The frailty of the fertile moment.

The gift is accepted.
We hold hands
And become ONE.

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