𝐀 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 / Poem

A Dream Came Calling

Its been nearly a year since your body-death took you physically away,

Each day and night with heart and soul full of love for your spirit I pray -

About half past five this morning whilst I was still dancing with sleeptide and yawning,

As I moved from dimensions outside knowing into the shores of early consciousness calling,

You came to me all of a sudden and I was startlingly awake within a dream,

Portraying to my inner heart and deeper self the spirit and song of your being -

Upon the kitchen table a gathering of papers were consumed in a flowering of flame,

I realised this is a coded symbol for my soul sendings of love poetry to your spiritual domain,

That my offerings have been accepted and the bridge to my psyche you have crossed over,

You reply to my soul by the medium of this dream and my heart is reunited with your love -

And then you were right beside me and you passed me a live telephone,

I thought you wanted me to speak to some friend lost and far from hearts home,

In the speaking I came to awareness that this friend was my self across all of the years,

And that you want me to know your message is to my whole being beyond imaginary fears -

I knew I had to attend closely and discover what you want me to do,

So I began to recount in brief the tale of our adventures on earth as me and you,

Of how following your body-death I came to know the truth of spiritual ascension,

And then I realised my messages are the correspondance between our love's joyful and ongoing attention -

I remembered you had sometimes tried to call me from a dream but could not get through,

You had in waking life difficulties with the technology so this was nothing new,

Nevertheless it indicated somehow you hadn't felt heard for which I gave comfort and with love reassured,

I think now that you had wanted to tell me of the spiritual quest you were making which was not yet for me to see -

Nevertheless this morning you handed the dreaming phone to me,

And in the telling of my account I lost focus for I had too much to say,

I did then quiet the mind and listen to your spirit in a deeper and meaningful way,

And as I spoke no more I saw that I was stood upon kitchen cinders -

You asked me to pass the cooking pot which I pulled up from these and gave to you,

The cinders indicate my grief following your body-death and my spiritual struggle to carry on through,

The cooking pot traditionally stands for wife and for home, the ambivalence of cast iron here for none so strong in love as you,

Its perfect condition in brightness tells me you are well and our love in togetherness across the realms too -

That the pot was clear and unsulied sky blue confirms our loves devotion, heart's honesty, faith, wisdom and trust,

And the colour in this case indicates the third eye chakra telling that my psychic perception is growing robust,

This dream communication symbolizes the loving spiritual tranquility that between us continues to flow,

And initial dismay over daunting imagery is swept away as inner self accepts what I already know -

From your heart of loving kindness you have reached across the realms today,

And having given into your divine tender care the sky blue cauldron of our happiness I pray,

That I may now perceive more of the communications which from your loving heart you share,

Thank you my beloved for all your wonders and for your love beyond compare -

TitusL

( 22/09/20. 5.25)

A Dream Decoded -

 

This dream was a very potent and powerful dream, full of William Blake style imagery illuminated with light and presence. It had its own momentum and did not feel as though it was self generated or drawn from the components of my daily life, but that it moved rather like a drama through various points intentionally. It employed imagery and tropes that are not common furniture in my life ( we have no such cooking pot and nor have I seen any like it) nor in my current reading (Jane Roberts ). It spoke directly to a number of pressing emotional and spiritual concerns however and left me feeling very engaged, enlivened and empowered. These aspects convinced me that it was a direct message from my beloved wife now crossed over into spirit.

Some of the symbols used however were quite startling in their imagery and potential ambiguity, which I presume was why they were chosen. To be attention grabbing and memorable, rather than soft and gently flowing into forgetfullness as the morning unfurled and the wakeful mind of day concerns swept them away.

I explain the symbols employed in this dream here;

 

Whilst dream interpretation cannot be a perfect science as despite general themes, the actual interpretation will always be person specific because we each construct our own meanings and nuances for every symbol. Despite this precaution, I offer my interpretation of the symbols used in this dream because they are drawn from among the more widely accepted possibilities of meaning and these readings resonated for me with this dream.

The trope of burning a letter to send its message to the departed one is a quite well known procedure in contacting the spirit realm according to contemporary myth and legend and as such needs no further explanation. It was a surprise to see this method employed here however to denote that my poems had been sent and received, but it makes perfect sense too. All the poems are after all letters of my love to my beloved, they are also bridges to the state of love which is found within and yet stretches onward for infinity. I share them for the purpose of discussion with any who have similarly experienced and perhaps to give hope to those who might be at a more clouded point in their own situation.

The use of a telephone in a dream is potentially problematic as this is often thought to represent trouble in communication. In our case that we already had actual problems of the same nature physically as well as Wendy having had dream troubles telephoning me previously, indicates that the form employed for this aspect of the message was relevant for us. It did serve to focus my attention to see what the matter might be in this dream and the following experience of my many selves united to whom I was speaking suggested that Wendy's message was to be made very clear to all of my aspects of character, self and soul. That I am loved, completely.

The use of cinders in a dream can also be problematic. Apparently if you merely observed the cinders it is thought that you can expect a temporary setback in your present plans; but if the dream involved shoveling or handling them in any way the forecast is for improved times ahead. In our case as the cinders although observed 'in passing' were not handled nor featured suggests that the negatives of cinder association were left behind. This is an important aspect for me as regards not wanting any setback in my present plans, which are entirely about developing a stronger awareness and contact with my passed over wife and in fulfilling my life's soul plan so that I can join her in the spiritual completeness.

In a dream a cooking pot, which is generally used to cook liquids and so the association leans more toward the feelings, represents one's wife or beloved, livelihood and home, while the lid represents the husband. If the pot looks to be in a good condition in the dream, then it represents his nobility and honor. I am glad to say that our pot was in great condition, literally perfect and had its lid firmly on.

Dreaming of a cooking pot can also symbolize your attempt to overcome self limiting ideas (such as those which might block awareness of spirit) as you move toward fulfillment. This aspect would be specifically relevant and key for us/me as you can see in my above comment regards connection with my wifes spirit and fulfilling the soul plan.

That the cooking pot was cast iron - a fact made very clear to me without words but by almost audible knowing, indicates one's untapped resources. Potentially you need to gain a better perspective or wider view on something or are ready to heal from some emotional hurt or wound. This would be particularly relevant for me, to hand over my emotional grief and mental anguish following my wifes body-death, to her ascended self in spirit, that from her spiritual postion of greater insight and freedom she can guide me onward. At this point in my current life grieving process, I am indeed in need of her guidance to follow.

In regards of the unusual colour of the cooking pot, whilst murky or darker blue can symbolise grief or sadness, in our dream the blue was a very distinct and bright sky blue. As blue is the color of the sky and the skies are associated with heaven, the color blue is also a symbol of high spirituality and as lasting as the skies are eternal. Light blue in particular is related to healing, understanding, softness, health, peace, relaxation, wisdom, devotion and sincerity...

All of these are wonderful aspects for my path, we couldnt have wished for a more perfect dream cooking pot.

That I was able to bring all of my characteristics and aspects together, to 'listen to/interpret' her message, that I retrieved the light blue pot of healing, health and love, from the cinders of my often overwhelming emotional grief, and handed them to my now non physical - spiritual beloved for her care, indicates that we are deeply reconnected after any perceived breakdown in our heart and soul connection following the trauma of body-death and absolutely fundamental loss for me/ illuminating spiritual transcendence for her. It suggests that she is in spirit watching over me now, with her love to guide me ever on.

 

𝗔𝗿𝘁 = 𝗛𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗱 𝗟𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗲

𝗘𝗱𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱-𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰̧𝗼𝗶𝘀 𝗔𝗺𝗮𝗻-𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗻.

Hesiod ( 'he who emits the voice') was an ancient Greek poet from around 750 - 650 BC, around the same time as Homer. We learn from Hesiod that he was taught 'song' by the Muses.

(Theogony 22). ( Source = Project Muse).

The three original Muses (later tripled in the Greek pantheon to nine) are Aode, Mneme, and Melete. They originated from Boeotia, the home area in ancient Greece of Hesiod. As daughters of the Gods, the Muses are naturally divine and often depicted as angelic women with wings. 

Wendy is my most beloved Muse of love, bringing me messages of faith, hope and joy as we continue our spiritual adventure together ❤️❤️🌺✨✨✨✨

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐬 / Poem

As I collect my thoughts of you to cherish and set them free,
To let your presence just be -

The pain comes each moment when in my longing for you I forget,
That we are not this body - neither formed nor bound by it yet,
Even your beautiful hair, smiling heart and sunshine eyes,
Laughter and happiness so joyful and free,
All of which is composed of 99.999% 'emptiness of space'...
Which is neither empty nor space but the vast domain of love,
And with the meerest enevelope of matter life introduced us to each other,
Yet 'we' are the animating selves within - the endlessness divine,
You are waiting for me in spirit - here in the sublime,
Calling come, transcend with me - into the free,
Each remembering of this heals my heart and lets my soul with gladness see -

And as my mind races in the unbidden circles of anxiety, doubt and fear,
I remember with a gasping of air and of relief that we are not this mind nor its care,
Yet we generate an electrical field of consciousness and of awareness,
A non physical energetic vibration,
Springing from the frequency of our heart and soul intention,
Where the gardens of thought, feeling and emotions flowing grow,
And so I am empowered once more to step clear of all I thought to be so,
To breath deeply and in spirit to be with you here,
In this spacious present of the infinity of love,
The limitless moment which exists only in the now,
An unimaginable blessing from the within, the beyond and above -

As atachment to every earthly aim even that of detachment falls away,
The state of being that we find in this love uplifts us and is here to stay,
And the tender inner freedom of love's pureness in heart and spirit,
Ever sailing into the eternal on our voyage deeper within it,
To cross over from dream and myth into these unreachable realms of joy,
Thus we allow our love to grow, to cherish and to flourish,
To name, claim or define with meaning this,
Is to fall from the grace of this holy place and its bliss -

As my perceiving slows into this moment outside of time,
Where even the birds hold their heavenly harmonic breath from music and from rhyme,
And the golden expanse looms outside our secret garden's door,
A countlesness of spiritual possibilities streams ever so gently in,
Like a softly shining sunlight to celebrate this new definition of the dawn within,
And you walk into my heart,
In thousands of ways -

Listening without attention to the hundreds of love's blessings humming here,
A background of beatitude billowing about and quietly coming near,
Lulling me into a gratitude growing ever so gently louder,
Just a tiny bit at a time,
Until eventually and all of a sudden,
They comprise a mighty roar of spiritual awakening,
A pure love transmission in presence,
And you are here -

Bringing your freedom and your love -

TitusL

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐲 / 𝐒𝐨 𝐌𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 - Poem

She is in bliss,

And she holds a place for me,

In her heart and soul for eternity,

Meanwhile she comes to find me,

While I am delayed -

Love is the blessing and love is the key,

She brought them both to me,

Thus do fingers point to the moon,

To follow the joy that lives within,

The greater voyage has deeply truly begun -

And today the call for all reason fell away,

Along with fear, grief, pain and anguished longing,

For I am coming home to stay,

My beloved has shown me the way,

Here it is in my heartspiritsoul smile -

What a relief that is,

To know -

Through thousands of lifetimes,

And now we shall continue together,

While your big green dragon dances alongside,

And my white dragon spirit guide too,

Radiating with infinite bliss -

Metaphysically we exist upon the horns of a dilemma,

On the earth journey while we are here,

But in the heart lives the divine peace of infinite love,

And all our paths are self chosen for loves learning of this,

Joyfully -

Find the happiness each day she said,

As I left that cold blind darkness behind,

And with a sudden new realisation, new eyes and new wings,

I stepped or flew into the infinite sun dawning anew,

Into the love and the light -

She never doubted for a moment,

That I would find the magical pathway,

To her heart's home outside of time,

And of space,

Thus with faith I have followed her example,

And with her God given grace -

And the enthusiasm she brings,

Bright it is as she shares empowerment for all

Because her love is absolute - the absolute love,

And I am the absolute beginner,

Laughing with our love's upliftment of glee -

So much light is pouring in,

She has sent it here to find me,

And it cascades through my heart,

Where it meets joyful welcome,

Thank you -

Thank you -

Thank you -

TitusL

Art co marija schwarz - divine love

𝐀 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 / Poem

Firstly I clear tensions locked in frozen body, psyche and aura energies,

Subtle accrued forces under which heart perception would block and freeze,

I do a little yoga and meditate to settle body and circumvent restless mind,

From here I return to the maxim that love is never blind -

The signs of your spiritual presence are not the pathway for me to follow,

They are like the flowers given to bloom where your presence has passed and is near,

The actuality of your ever here-ness is always at home in my spirit and heart when I can look through to see you,

Our communion is a deep-bright wordless conversation of love -

Tuning my perception to your loving spirit when the moment of heart and mind waiting is filled,

I redial the universe deep within to reach beyond definition where I am stilled and the awareness of love flows clear,

This quantum leap brings timeless blessings of gratitude, gladness and joy,

And through the gateless gate of the open heart you do appear -

I experience your love's consciousness with my variable flow of attention,

And the vehicle of your spirit-self may change in circumstance of your presence,

Yet the awareness in our heart-mind ever perceives at multiple levels of consciousness,

At such times we are always together and you are my deeply beloved anotherself within -

On the different frequency of energy flow apparently dividing earthly and spiritual realms,

And why although looking beyond I often cannot perceive your spirit and know,

To say nothing of the hope filled incredulity with which such an awareness sometimes seems formed,

Yet the divide is only an earthtime illusion seperating my apparent here from your greater reality presence,

And from your nowness which formed only of love is joyfully everywhere -

Follow;

If you can hear with earthly ears the invisible music of those invisible heavenly spheres,

Then you have already slowed down too far from the spiritual vibration of between soul communication,

For ours is a lighter, brighter and higher emanation called the spiritually free that mortal senses cannot configure to be,

And to follow the way of love dreaming is to diverge from this frequency of spiritual presence seeing -

Yet;

Engaging the hearts frequency of inner sight with gladness to softly perceive you,

Like entering the consciousness of spirit in a deep trance and simultaneously transcending - awoken,

Here the endlessly resplendant silent choir of angel song and those joyful horns of elfland are singing love's intention clear,

Both are etheric states of your infinitely loving and divine self being near -

Something slowly swimming almost dreaming gently across the sky-pond of our inner ocean is here,

And shimmering softly between the sparkling of our stars,

It is your silhouette my beloved as you enter the nowness of my knowing,

And you come with every happiness endlessly uplifting my heart,

You appeared without so much as a sigh which sounds almost like making a wish,

It is a cosmic wish made by the spirit of divine love and bliss -

TitusL

 

Art = Star of High Hope by Irsanna 

𝐈 𝐀𝐦 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 / Poem

Our unconditional love is not dependant on a body,
It is not relevant wether the body is yours or is mine,
Whether the body is made from denser matter or is etheric and fine,
Whether it is made of energy or vibrations beyond mortal knowing and divine,
For love is the underlaying consciousness of all personhood and of all spiritual essence,
And our loving heart-souls met before ever our bodies did -

This unconditional love is not dependant on space nor is it made more real by matter,
Whether you are near to me physically or further away means nothing to the truth within,
The space between has never held any significance to the reality of love which is not a thing,
For love is not bound to the spatial dimensions nor held within our restless thoughts of time,
When we enter into the peaceful inner nowness we find that our love is ever here,
In this not place of no time we are always together -

We have actualised a heavenly awareness through the grace of believing in our love,
Now that your body is gone I am transcending everything with love's spirit to carry me on,
Transmuting the dark energy of earthly grief by the healing illumination of love's gratitude,
Melting the downcastings of emotional pain to forge the enduring peace of heart and soul certitude,
Turning away from physical loss to enter the spiritual presence where our love remains ever whole,
I am attuned to the frequency of your love -

To see you by the heart-song-sight and speak with your soul again,
A shining communion of cosmic incandescence approaches the heart of my knowing,
And your luminous loving tenderness enfolds my simultaneous dream from within,
Beyond the call of every joyful song let the immanence of your presence begin,
Within the core of my soul-self you are the true beloved evermore,
And if I loose you in riddles of earth-mind I will step within the heart to find you oncemore -

I sit now with the silence deeply flowing in the arbour of your sweet loving reflections,
Soon my eyes portray the all thingness as a glancing projection composed of the lucidity of light,
And resting in this allegorical awareness I notice the darkroom of projection poised behind it all,
And beyond that resides the illuminated sublime -

Unseen by mortal eyes but from the heart everything is so much clearer,
Given that visible light makes up less than one percent of all light frequencies known to exist,
And that perception which is an active process of constructing reality comprises so much more,
In an infinity beyond the very clearly limited physical realms exist actual endless probabilities,
Here be limitless spiritual spectrums and a love without measure,
Yes, there is more to 'life' than meets the eye -

Imagine the totality of universe in size as if equal to an atom,
This atom in the greater being of a much vaster self or perhaps in the heart of your over-soul,
From this vertiginous position imagine how never-ending the limitless ocean of love is you see,
And realise that the physical size of the container - the atom or the over soul of you or me,
Is irrelevant as no matter the size of a person or the point of an awareness could be,
Love is exponentially greater than any language could ever to portray -

Our infinitude of limitless love then is a wondrous blessing from above,
The higher vibration of our celestial soul-selves brought us together for the divine purpose thereof,
And bridging now from your universe of heart to this inverted soul outpost of matter,
I am forever your devoted and cosmic companion in love -

TitusL

Our love & spirits continue after body death, because we are multidimensional beings on earth to follow our soul plans path to ultimate fulfillment as a part of the divine All That Is ~

❤️❤️🌺🙏✨

art co unknown

𝐈𝐭 𝐈𝐬 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 / Poem

Our love exists across the divide beyond time & space xx~

This life is a dream - the dream of the earth-life,
Here is where we unfurl the gift of love's limitless consciousness,
Where our hearts awareness awakens when we look deeply within,
And where love's spiritual presence arises into the eternity,
To begin -

Where are you my beloved - another thousand times,

My love I am beside you - from within her softly whispered reply,

My love I am in your heart forever - she often tenderly sighs,

I am with you now and there can be no tommorow,

Together we fly -

From a quantum state you came to me,

Composed with limitless loving intention,

Born for a while, given a name and making a path to follow,

Chasing about brightly ever yearning and always learning,

Sharing every happiness and joy has always been your way,

Your overflowing abundance of generosity, freedom and love,

Always onward going -

Yet now you are the spirit of butterfly dancing my heart and mind forward,
I sing to you my soul along our many miles in golden sunlight smiling,
And you wrap your invisible arms around me as the tears flow away,
In the divine breeze which ran through these years, together we will stay,
Forever -

You taught me to trust in the love which is beyond every knowing,
Which reaches further than physical senses, mental construct or allusion can possibly see,
Beyond even the hearts understanding and the souls oceans of divine eternity,
Into heavens without number whose sylable begins with the sublime,
It is time -

Her name is my beloved and she is the partner of my soul,
We became us within a moment and in cosmic delight were made whole,
Here before the everywhere that could ever be conceived,
We chose to leap into being along this chord of infinite joy and delight,
We share the transdimensional verse and are yet now divided to sight,
Othertime is the illusion that would misslead us from being near,
Otherplace and the physical realm are just locations within a dream,
We are together here -

Everything you have ever done was a divine and perfect blessing,
A kindness of absolute perfection that in the nowness is forever flowing,
A lovingness that is still creating blessings bestowing from your heart,
An emanation of endless love which is everywhen without end or start,
Which is perfect -

Just where the sound of spoken word, a bird singing calls or murmur of wind song falls,
All dissolve along the precipice before the edge of silence forms,
At that moment the sound divides inside the memory of my hearts beating breath,
And reaching deep within illuminates a multitude of joys,
Of octaves unknown and reverberations unsown,
Of pauses punctuated by loves happiness growing,
Of the momentous ocassion of love's eternally knowing,
These are the voices of the angels nurturing us,
The awoken ones of infinite love -

Are you here with me now or with the angel friends dancing,
Doing angel things that I cannot with sense or imaginings possibly see,
Darning frayed souls and stitching time between magic moments,
Bridging gaps across the many hearts hopes and their spirituality,
Sometimes I can hear you tiptoing about in the ceiling,
Sewing good wishes and happy thoughts and dreams,
Into wind-whispers, thought-forms and parables of light,
Into the insides of heavy hearts lifting because you are so bright,
Sewing hope and faith and trust into the love that arises within,
Empowering transformations and assisting so many souls with their uplifting,
Being gleefully angelic and irrepresably divine -

Here and now the diaphonous bells chime softly through the spiritual sky,
Reaching from beyond distant and holy horizons to flood the openess of my heart,
On the wings of devotion they carry me,
Into the love we are awoken,
And now we begin -

TitusL

art co marija schwarz

 

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 / Poem

In spirit you are here and now - yet you have also gone ahead,

Leaving me with just enough time to follow our light stream where you have led,

To resolve the deeper obfuscations of my erstwhile earth-bound heart and mind,

To reconcile the meaning of our occasional lives in the lessons we came to find,

To these with chakra cleansings and psychic healings spiritually sublime,

To find the energy state within which all beings are awakened, 

Before I whisk away to join you -

Each morning like a phoenix born from loss into the light,

Your sun rise shining lifts me up with love and illuminates my soul,

Stepping away from the aching of a stricken heart into divine neutrality whole,

Which is comprised of our unconditional absolute love both infinite and bright,

Cherishing with understanding the conflicted emotions of seeming endless day and night,

Accepting these without becoming stuck or drowning in their oft' egregious plight,

Letting the feelings unimpeded flow as they bring deep healing messages to me,

And remembering when life on earth seemed real -

Happy as a sun-beam blessing every bright and shining day,

You direct my attentions to the garden in your ever caring way,

In need of a pruning here, a tender training there and of a watering all about,

The soul in her joyful freedom sings to the tree whilst his spirit to heaven stretches out,

Similarly our heart awareness expands beyond the known into horizons new and unfurling,

And the changing air pressures dancing upon my skin inform me of another kind of learning,

As the vibrations of the inner universe call me to a much greater adventure,

We are infinite and intuitional beings of spiritual love -

I refute the culturally prevalent core belief on earth of the finality of death,

Such conditioning creates a viewing lens with which we would obscure our heart perceptions,

To portray the body-death as an annihilation which concludes our spiritual awareness,

And claim the multidimensional marvel of soul into matter is born to beyond forever autumn fall,

I relinquish this mistaken illusion which generates only blindness, anguish and grief,

And am rewarded with an eternity of insight, gladness and relief -

That feeling of unencumbered release is our love very alive in the now,

And numberless notes of joyful consciousness delight with us in this moment somehow,

All laughing simultaneously with countless twinklings and their many sparkling eyes,

More sacred than even science following its bleak reason without any of loves reprise,

A resurgence of your metaphysical spiritual luminescence is flowing powerfully in me,

And we are together free -

Sometimes when I enter into this inner realm of love's timelessness of now,

The physical vibrations of sound propel themselves onward in perpetuity turning,

Like a honeyed note sustained by a singer caught in an aria that sweetly carrys on,

Or a bird secretly echoing an enchanting refrain of its earlier spoken word,

And the heart beat slowly slowing into silence as I go beyond self and deeper within,

The sound garden of the world is becoming frozen into a magical and motionless thing,

Into an architecture made of sound with cathedrals rising into the hazy brightness above,

With forests of light and flowers of delight and rivers rushing through,

And against these or within them the vast silence of eternity does ring true,

A softly vibrating note shimmers suspended between these forevers as my bridgeway to you,

Here is where I hear you speak among the angelic choirs who sing,

Until this love's enfoldment startles where it catches my attention,

And mortal melodies resume -

Sometimes when I enter into this very sacred space within,

The senses of body gently dissolve into a limitless expanse of light,

Here I perceive so many wonders as if portrayed by imagination which yet are true,

And new senses of energy, of colours and indescribable emotions start coming through,

Our dialogues are instantaneous and being outside of time they are so richly laden,

And the mind which has already grasped the meaning unravels for my individuation,

Ages which seem like forevers in spacious patience and divine grace reach all around,

And here is where you come to me curled in your tenderness of love without a sound,

This togetherness of two hearts true is heavens gift to me and you,

Two swans sail serenely in their ocean of sky overhead,

My eyes open to the world which shines in the lightest of etherial blue,

And the iridescent spirit realm recedes from earthly view -

I celebrate a new core belief of the endlessness of love,

A love that is the infinitely creative principle of the All That Is - within, below and above,

A love that is expressed in the every thingness of the many varied and most various of realms,

A love which incandescently inspires and imbues the spiritual eternities as well,

And a symphony of celestial bells chimes gently upon the edges of my hearing,

Travelling beyond everything without moving in just one breath,

Transposing through psychic and psychological forests of the inner heart perception,

And I realise that when I am enveloped in active memories and living thoughts of you,

You are calling my awareness to love -

TitusL

art co marija schwarz