It is the union of Man and Woman
A surrender to the peak of passion
It is the marriage of Sun and Moon
A surrender to Light
It is the warmth of Fire and Water
A surrender to oneness
It is the victory over time,
A Surrender to Presence.
Be present and enter the garden,
Another world, another surrender,
Enter as the King, the Queen,
As the poor in need,
As the provider,
As the incapable,
As the healer,
As the Father, the Mother,
Enter as a Child,
You have been reborn,
You are Present.
And Presence is present with you.
Step not from surrender..
For It is your breath now.
Lest you lose the garden,
And absence once again blossoms
It’s odorless petals
About the Creator
Nightingale
In writing, each letter becomes a symbol, each word a note, and each story the lyrics of a song to be sung to the rose.
More of my work under the pen name Nocturnea at:
www.triaprima.co
—— Nightingale
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