I wanted to be loved

I wished to belong

to your light, Beloved…

— We have a bond.

Divine and worldly

don’t get along.

Holy man, heal me!

— We have a bond!

Soulbrother, Soullove

sunshine among

people in sorrow:

— We have a bond.

Deeper and higher

I grew tall and strong

out of thin air…

— since we have a bond

        J aded hope-filled cosmic flood.

        E yes, glued to eternity,

        S ee but rubin sea of blood.

        U ndried tears of light: a mild  

        S ong of Love planted in me…

        J oyfully winging the wind,

        E ndlessly swinging the ring,

        S un of Serenity, link

        U s to Peace beneath the silk

        S ecret of Bliss: Happiness! 

“I”

is ALL

we are

before

we die…

…between soil and sky…

“I”

– soul with a sigh…

“I”

& the Lord

have a bond

to be healed

in a fond

embrace

of death

We are the Black Swans turning pale

We are the Resurrection of the Frail

We are the Universe of fairy dreams

We are the Gold Spirit of honey bees

We are the Innocent Fools and more

We are ALL parts of the WHOLE

We are the BLISS never known before

The MIRACLE we’re waiting for

          Still in a daze, we dream of a life

          filled with abuse, anger and strife.

          Swans, head up high, plenty of pride,

          the water is pure, the Sun is their bride.

          Souls are alike: noble grace, wild

          yearning for love, craving for guide

          to enter the glade – its breeze as a bright

          lantern of peace, free flying kite –

          where there is no fear, there is no fight,

          where united as ONE, All becomes LIGHT.