The Sacred
The Sacred
The space we seek
Is but a moment.
The heart we seek is
But a fleeting spiral
Of stardust.
For along the way
Our dreams turn
Into forget-me-nots
And our fears turn into
Illusions of our mind’s night.
Rest a moment,
Reflect for that moment
That you and I are one.
Remember who you are,
The source of the love
That you seek,
With such undiminished
Passion.
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