Red Thread

It has become

her true birth place

Her mother home

The nesting place

of the gods and goddess

Preists and Priestess

Mystics and Magi

The temple

where time meets timelessness

Where spirals merge with timelines

Where initiates meet the Infinite

She is there again today

Her red ruffled skirt

Flutters in the breeze as

Shes taken

into the labyrinth

Into the cosmic centre

where she pauses

Wondering what she here for

In reverent surrender

A red thread

Appears

Their red heart thread

Suspended in timelessness

Lost in mists of time

Holding that thread

In one hand

Tender  warm recognition

For what she has been gifted

With Bare feet and barely a heart beat

She  delicately incubates

the embroyo of imminent conception.

Returning out from the spiral

......

This temple of divine timelessness has her knowing their loves mystery.

She's loved him for eons,

finding him here.

He deeply devotedly loved the Ordained Priestess

Who moved seemlessly between dimensions

And yet he wasn't happy with the highest initiations as daily fare.

He craved a different daily love.

She died to his craving and

freed him to find his version of divine.

Saying to him I will be there in any life time

to pick up the red threads of love divine.

She visited the temple of the gods, this place of heavenly travelers,

Waiting at each gateway for him to meet her.

Each time she honoured his choice to not be there.

She broke deeper open forever in completion and pause.

For only his return could right her womb.

She knew every nook and crannie of this meeting place.

She slept under every overhang,

sheltered through storms,

arrived thru all the stargates,

portals and black holes.

She called to him with her flutes song

Whispered her poetry

Washed in rose water

Waited thru many

echoes of eternity

For him to return

Knowing that

the aligning of her

ariving and him deciding

Would herald

The red heart threads

New beginning of loves divine.