Hehe- sorry that title was a bit misleading! Silly, lovely old me was watching a documentary last night about some medieval Jewish poet... It must have really resonated with me cause this happened:
I have arrived-
Alive as I have always been-
Death can no longer capture me-
I've gazed into the depth in deaths eyes... Felt the fear... And smiled...
Many times I've
Felt the caress of love at the beginning
As I sat up on the crest of
The moon anew- with you
renewed in glory to celebrate the
marriage between the mundane and the holy...
Merging from two to one...
Then shifting, turning , immersing
Into all... and then back into none...
I have arrived -
At the edge of space and time-
To a place where all love collides
And then gently hums
Like a million
fire fly's fanning their wings
Against the gentle illumination of the full lunar moon...
I have arrived- to my temple with
No possessions and the sweetest... of... imperfections
I have arrived with muddy feet and unwashed hair...
I have arrived - as a shadow of my former self-
A pilgrim who has travelled long but has traveled well...
I have arrived to my temple- just to dwell... and to adorn myself in the benefits of true wealth...