First we saw each other
then we were one
I in you, you in me always
one being in love
"In God's light we are one"
then we were creation, the beginning
our love birthing forms
and now another step further
you have seen her
I have seen her
she gardens above our heads.
THE gardener
tends her growing plants
so carefully
she prunes in the cold winter
gently lovingly taking off the dead wood
stimulating new growth
bringing forth flowers and fruit.
She transplants in spring bringing in the new, moving the old
she weeds, ties up falling vines, feeds and waters
and then the flower comes forth
first a bud
closed pointed round full, pregnant
its color just appearing from between its covers, hiding
then it blooms
it opens sexual intense pink giving off odor
an outpouring of her love
her child her orgasm her very breath
It gets larger more beautiful excruciating
attracts releases pollen seeds fragrance
color sound light captured held released.
She gardens above our heads
we are her flower
we open breathe out sigh swoon
each a half of an opening
each a soft velvet petal
we bloom intense pink open open
we let out our odor we grow larger
but then she keeps feeding us
encouraging us to open further
we do not stop at a flower
we turn into light
each petal gets brighter
edges aflame the center clear
we spin are radiant
brighter than a thousand suns
illuminating everything around us dazzling.
She gardens above our heads
we on fire brilliant, one
vibrating alive alove
a flower of light
with our one eye our sun our center
we look up
above our heads is the virgin
our mother the Goddess our protector
she drops down her hand to us
energy comes into our hearts our center our being
energy love from us back to her
our hearts are connected forever
rays, lines of love of life come down to us, return
feeding us watering us taking are of us
making us grow
making us.
My love, so softly, a whisper,
"I send you back this vision
I release it from my hands"
It starts as a bird on its first flight
like a gentle fledgling then is a trained homing pigeon
then an becomes an owl then an eagle
finally a huge bird with jewels under his wings
my guide Braxious.
She gardens above our heads
we have never been alone
we are not just the center of an exploding star
by ourselves, the core, the prime mover, creation
we are as we have felt for a while, dreamt
no, more than that, gardened
we are being tended
we are a step in the manifestation
we touch only after we are touched
bloom only after we are planted
send forth our seeds from her.
So my dearest sweet love
we do not have to do anything
to make it happen
she gardens above our heads.