By the silver cobweb we retrace our steps, slowly through the darkness without shadow.
The sun rises; water evaporates to mist. Freedom beckons, love cries and there, a rainbow, frames the hidden gateway.
Paths unfold before our feet….
Across the bridge of twilight space dissolves.
All is transfixed in perpetual motion, beyond the borders of time.
Only eternity, silent and golden, is present within us, beckoning always.
So, we rise, on ultra-light rays, white birds with transforming wings,
High above the mountain, far beyond Earth’s atmosphere, until we are suspended, rooted to Heaven.
Then we see, then we feel, then we know, that the whole of life is from a vow to save love, to rectify and redeem the moment
It was lost.
To return, be reunited,
To never relinquish the quest, seeking always the Beloved, who is still in the only hidden place.
Inside, when everything else is revealed, when all that there is can be reached.
In the mind, out of the mind.
Spark of soul untarnished by dark matter.
Ready to be raised upon the pinnacle, always, ever longing for reunion.