the veiling moon

Each new moment breathes a vision
arising like the mist from the rivering dawn

an invisible choir seems to touch my spirit
with the silken strands of spinning beauty

expressing their songs in a thousand ways
weaving and leaving invisible trails in and out of time

the curve of a smile harboring secrets summons
those who vanish in the slipstream of a dream

an enchanting essence creates and emanates
a fragrance of the Beloved drifting on a breeze

a living garden appears to the surrendered heart
composing and singing a kingdom into being

the Beloved lifts the veil revealing the glorious sacred light
of awakening in the arms of the sweet joy of morning

N.

Monarch of Love

Chasing words like feathers
in the wind,
seedlings that float away
when I try
to hold them in my hand.
Ideas turn to fluff,
like fairy dust dancing just
beyond my reach.

Stars twinkle away from me,
and the moon
slips behind a cloud.
Sunlight flickers and hides
in the shadows,
and the shine in love’s eyes
lights up my heart.

Love is laughing
at my serious quest
teasing me,
playing hide and seek,
peeking out,
blowing kisses that turn
into flowers
all around me.

Love wants to play
and walks all over my words,
leaving stardust
on the page
for me to follow
wherever it leads.

Sometimes, we follow
a butterfly
or a rainbow
after the rain
and we slip through
an open portal
into an enchanted place,
where love’s secret
joys are shared.

N.

Painting by Rassouli

“Monarch of Love”

http://www.rassouli.com

Communion at Dawn

Long ago I was emptied
of words
to describe God
and only then
did the voice of Love
begin to speak
through my pulsing heart

 ~

the throbbing ache of longing
becoming a drum beat
creating beauty
arising from my quiet soul
brought to life
by the One who comes
pervading
earth and sky
touching you and I

as we become
a holy breath dancing
ever so lightly
on a breeze from heaven

~

we are

like delicate butterfly wings
in an eternal spring

looking for a blossom
spreading its flowering beauty
on dewy petals
offering the sweetness
sheltered
deep inside

~

the light of spirit creates

a new wine
cradled in the palm

of God

allowing us to sip

the delights

of the purity of love

~

vintage wine

through holy communion
offered at dawn

~

Love fills the sky with glory
preparing the way
announcing

the approaching
Beloved

~

Stars are born
and planets formed
a garden appears
anointed and new

a scent of musk

mingling with the fragrance
of night blooming jasmine
filling the air
causing me to sigh
and surrender

behold
the coming
of my dearest Love..

~

N.