The thread you cannot see,
Is holding you all the same.
Shrouded.
Intimate.
Reverent.
Sacred.
There. But not there.
Until.
You make yourself open,
To know it.
Yet.
It is there.
Is.
There.
Requires Your Breaking.
Melts you in Being.
There always, constant
Loves pure thread.
Goldness and Godness,
Love twined with Beauty.
On a rope from souls eternity.
There.
Always.
There.
Touch it.
Yours, always
Forever.
Because It really doesn’t matter
In the end
Or the middle
Or the start
Because regardless
The sacred shines in you
Light is in you
Actually
Light is you
The sacred is you
Closer than your thoughts let you believe
Closer than faiths have let you see
You and the divine are one
Sacred unity, body encasing your soul
Transcendent divine, walking presence
Holy existence
Wonderlust of joy
Beauty is you
Truth sparkles like heavenly love dust
So you can shine divine torch love
Beyond reason
Beyond time
That’s you
Transcendent beauty
In human body.
You’ll be frozen in your moment
You’ll be beautiful for all of time
Waiting on the wonder road
Where saints and angels walk the line
And someday much, much older
You’ll look back and chance to dream aloud
Was there a moment greater
Than one to make someone proud(Runrig, This Day)
There’s so so many words around nowadays
There’s so many places to write, comment and react
Pictures to write tag lines
Hashtags to gain attention
Words dictated, words described
Words
The Noise of words
And if i’m not careful, here’s some more.
Stop.
Pause.
Stay.
Here.
Still.
Just a bit longer.
Love.
Be.
Love.
You.
Gentle.
Open.
Feel.
May.
Sense.
Attune.
To… that noise.
Silent noise.
Space
Where you are.
Hold it, Stay with it
However uncomfortable.
Notice.
It is now.
You are now.
Play with now.
Here.
The gift.
Of Now.
Heart words.
Soul words.
In between the drowning noise.
James Ballantyne 