Embodiment

 

In the next plane they may be together,

When things are vastly different,

When bodies have no boundaries,

And they exist as they have always suspected they should,

Outside of time and space,

They are the embodiment of pure love.

Winded

There will be moments
That are hard to handle, that take the breath too soon
And leave us weak, parched, winded,
These moments are the trial steps,
Not the end we are seeking

Divine Possibilities

Open yourself to the possibility,
Entrust the space for something ethereal,
Something unknown and even unknowable,
Make room for your spirituality,
For tending the garden of your soul,
That grows with gorgeous wildflowers,
If you let it,
Tend with care but let it grow,
Wild, unruly, natural,
Find comfort in knowing you are that much closer to the Divine,
Through the nature of your core being,
Trust that you are not wrong when you feel the spirit move,
It resides outside and within,
You are not alone in your wonderings of the Divine,
But are closer to it, through them,
Your path exploring will wind and weave,
But your soul is right where it ought to be,
Your disbelief can dissipate,
The more you open yourself to the divine and it’s infinite possibilities.