Category: Sacred love

Going home

Like a lover long gone it gently teases with its promise of pleasure Like the first love long dead it stirs the ashes of my shaken heart into yarning Like a smoke over the hills it entices me home Like a river it washes…

The body of my body

What does it mean to belong to the wind, water and sand When your body craves its wilderness like some light or food that promises heaven Heaven it is, indeed, it is I know it by quenching my thirst by standing on its ancient…

Nature is the original source

Land is a godly thing, it is of the sacred and the original. It is a being one, open one, the one that offers a choice of whether to transform or not and in no way based on doctrine, assigned attributes, it is free…

A dream…

Oh how I just want to go and not return As I would be home at last and forever This separation seems more and more pointless like waiting for nothing and everything It is right there. I can feel the land’s beating heart within…

Love everlasting

The first time I knew you my breath was out to abandonment My knees touched the greenness of your body and in awe I stood amidst a stone circle feeling protected and contained I lowered myself into your cooling stream imagining I wash myself…

You

Are you the wind that whispers in my ear or a stream beneath my feet with its bubbling tones Are you a bird, a tree, a flower that I encounter or are you silence amidst the night air I feel you in all corners…

“I miss you… always”

“I miss you”, she thought to herself quietly flying towards it in her mind. “I am here”, the land replied, always here. “I think I know that now”, she breathed in easy yet with a touch of sadness. “Any time, anywhere in your awareness…