i welcome You, Beloved, to the open door of my waiting heart. all has been cleaned & blessed, Shiva. the air is scented with sandalwood & flowers are heaped in woven baskets: gardenias & hyacinths, roses & violets, honeysuckle & wisteria. i am drunk with the celebration of flowers, their laughter like tiny bells, their presence honoring You, Beloved who lives deep within. You are the raw living fire of consciousness, burning me sweetly, lifting me gently. i am Yours to consume utterly, to imbibe & savor. in this way i return to You, origin & source, who give me life even before time begins, bringing gifts of flowers & love that has no beginning or end but swallows us all fully into itself. here i am again, Beloved! let's dance this dance where two become one without a second & all melts into love scented with sandalwood. i welcome You, Beloved, to the open door of my waiting heart.
You come into my life like sudden lightning, a flashing crash that shifts earth on her axis, a meteor, a vast dancing aurora, sunrise over a new continent rising from the ocean beneath a flaming comet. the old ways are gone in this bright burning dawn. here a new realm awaits, mystery invites. mist rises up from a rushing waterfall, surrounding me in cool starlight sprinkled fog, soaking my innermost hidden dark places, urging new green sprouts to push up into the irresistibly enfolding light of You. now i understand why flowers must blossom.