Dance, only for the soul
who yearns to be danced
Sing, only for the poem
that yearns to be sung
Let them becoming,
through your sacredness
Without any distortion of
your carnal desire
Let me witness not your spectacle
But the existence of the Source in you
While you’re asleep
They steal her away from your mind
Darken and polish her many names
And reintroduce them to you
As a counterfeit salvation
From the chaos they’ve created
For thousand years
They have been trying to murder her
And if they don’t stop
And you don’t wake up to fight
She will shine too bright
And feast in the dancing fire
Burning all that refuse to come
Because true light
Cannot be darkened
Experience you experience constructs your reality
Regard it highly as the most treasured gift that life gives you
It is as valuable as his, her, or their experiences
So, keep them to yourself to help you grow
Share the lessons with those who need them
But, keep the experience to yourself.
Patience is what we need to allow things to grow.
Whatever you cut short cannot fluorish. When you are not patient in relationship, the love in you and them got cut short.
Your full gifts are received when you let them manifest fully.
Like how I love you, my dear Lucembearer.