LunarLark

When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth. Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He thr

your true path like water flows, dissolves, dances, falls, rises, is one with everything Water is essential to life it carries and supplies the essence within and life all around soft water breaks the hardest stone yet without it we would just be bones white water black water grey water water does not judge its use to serve, content to be, in truth Be as water as you are, flowing to where you go unafraid of high or low Rise as steam and fall as rain laugh with pleasure accept the pain shallow puddles are lifted by the wind but mighty lakes and oceans remain centered and still within their hidden depths even thou