White Powder Gold, or Monoatomic Gold - An Authentic Ascension Process

For Judith... yes you can...

Judith loved your post I discovered that a while ago and thought you'd enjoy this one... though the formatting is playing with me. keeps inserting lots of extra space.... must be the desert creeping in. be sure to read all the way down... ~a.

My True Love

I've
found my true love

The sprawling
sexy deserts

Past the cities
and the urban sprawl

Where the sky
gets blue and wide

The vistas
spread before me like

Welcoming arms

My love is
al-sexual

Ever ready

Always
welcoming and soothing

Sometimes, I
dance with grandfather sky

Or sister moon
or grandfather mountain

Or grandmother

The night sky
ablaze

With truths yet
unknown

The milky-way

Creams me

And when you
stop and listen

In silence

She listens for
your hearts desire

Other times she
howls

Beating herself
against raw earth

Echoing every
sadness that ever was

In the heat of
summer

She breathes a
symphony of insects

In joyous
cacophony

And there are places

Where you can
WAHOO!!!!

At the top of
your lungs

And no one can
hear, only my love

I can scream
out my deepest secrets

And only she
will hear

She envelops
and bakes me

And the world
falls away.

Monday,
September 18 ~ November 9, 2000

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Comment by Ruth W. Duran on October 30, 2010 at 8:47am: Lovely......Thank you, Judith & Amy!

Comment by judith on October 28, 2010 at 11:41pm: agreeing with you both... the desert is a wonderful matrix...

And thanks, Amy, for reading (hearing) my blog. When that was written it was a release. Had forgotten it until i went through a session with Jason recently, the scream was a release of blocked throat chakra.

--the desert took it all.

Your poem shows the desert in sensual colors... love it.

--j