This is not the time or place to spill out pearls of Great Mystery, or songs of myths and stories that coddle hopes and dreams of a race caught in the throes of time and space.
This is not the time to look into the Beloved's eyes to see the reflection of yourself decked in gold and diamonds, rubies and sapphires.
The Beloved is asking you to dance--to move to the beat of two hearts intertwined as one and nestled between time and space, your wants, desires and needs.
Drop all of the finery you have acquired in this world, for they are nothing but rags compared to the beauty of your naked soul as you stand before the Beloved and dance.
Let the beauty of your spirit shine like the morning star as the motion and movement of your shimmering hips, flowing arms, and scintillating charm help you remember, as you, like all the awakened souls before you, dance new worlds into being.
Om Prakash Gilmore
©June 12, 2012
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Om Prakash John Gilmore
John (Om Prakash) Gilmore, is a Retired Unitarian Universalist Minister, a Licensed Massage Therapist and Reiki Master Teacher, and a student and teacher of Tai-Chi, Qigong, and Nada Yoga. Om Prakash loves reading sci-fi and fantasy.
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