Poetry

I have trod these cobbles before,
these Alexandrian dreams

(spoken as if to a lover)

The very sound of your voicerings a magical chord

in my heart --and when you call my name

it is the voice of the Ineffable

singing me into being.

I breathe you in

with every breath I take --

the scent of you fires my heart

and the breath from your lungs

animates my soul

(breathebreathe into me).

I have felt the Love of the Great Mother,

She wrapped Her wings 'round me

And by Her Touch I knew I was loved.

I have felt the Light of the All Father

Flowing through my heart --

Pierced by Him, we became One,

And I knew the luminous being

At my core.