Mother Earth ~ Father Sky
How can I love you from purity?
How can I love you from presence?
How can I love you from spaciousness?
How does our Love Grow?
How can I love you beyond both words and desire?
How can I love you better,
whilst longing to be held, cared for and nurtured?
How can I love you so you are not overwhelmed by
my fire, my needs, my calling,
My BeLoved?
How can I love you, better, so you are
totally free to be totally you?
Let us simply water this garden
and watch it grow.
Song of the Sea
and watch it grow.
Song of the Sea
by Rainer Maria Rilke
Timeless sea breezes,
sea-wind of the night:
you come for no one;
if someone should wake,
he must be prepared
how to survive you.
Timeless sea breezes,
that for aeons have
blown ancient rocks,
you are purest space
coming from afar…
Oh, how a fruit-bearing
fig tree feels your coming
high up in the moonlight.