Today I walked the secret skies
traversing mysterious lady night
caressing her silken velvet skein
against whom light would grow to dark
when I heard the clear silence
the call of still skies beckoning
raising my chin supplicating
I lift the veil to my subconscious
to find starlit Orion offering
baring to me his hunter's belt
which led the way to constellations
the north most star light in the sky
I gaze into the bright of night
to hear Rumi whispering
I listened deep inside my heart
to see Rumi smiling
“Your task is not to seek for love,
but merely to find anon
the barriers within yourself
which rail and toil against”
"Lovers don't meet somewhere
they exist always in each other
love is finding that secret sky
where veils are torn and hearts a-flutter"
"To love one must let go of life
to take that final leap of faith
for only the heart can let you fly
to be the beauty of what you seek.”
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