Come

“Do you know what I want?” Form asked the Heart.

A Prince of Peace.

 

In the fairy-tale, the Princes come,

line up to kiss her sleeping form —

lips to lips — they try — waiting.

(The Body on the Pyre of Burning

All the Impurities turning to Ash

as the Soul Energy — grows, rises.)

 

When the Prince of Peace comes

He Speaks into her as lips brush —

Spark! Light! That Surge of Fresh Life!

Communion — wakes the True Self,

Love leads the Body follows,

eyes opening voice speaking —

 

To be worthy of my Body, you must first be worthy of my Soul :

A Kiss that caresses that deepest Pearl of White Light,

polished, gleaming — waiting in the depths. Your hand

on my heart in the Fiery Vision of Reflection and Being.

 

“I know what I want,” said the Heart to the Beloved.

“Come. Sit beside me, stand within me for a time. Come.”

 

 

 

 

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