| Poem... Lately there is a spirit guiding me to be aware more often than i am used to... at almost a constant feeling presence... especially within... that stirs my soul to such stillness, that i am awed with much love... milking me from the outside in through my crown merging with a shudder... it's light! A shooting star continually embracing through my heart's center... circles expanding out with a love i don't think i have ever quite known... the warmth... the warmth... the warmth... replenishes a quiet knowingness... that i am you... you are me... why would i ever need anything more than this love with you... in me... my gracious, loving giving, receiving my god goddess... all that is.............. i am... in the midst of... preciously appreciating you... i'm here... re-membering... and be-ing. by weaver, may 5, 1995 |
