Cymbals To Symbols Return…

Stand outside the rain-side storm. Watch washed sands and dune walls wet as water-waves mix and crash against shoreline in salt and foam and disappear quickly within the rain and wind. World team and spirited robots, we all bear the barest of notional influence and the together of worlds await everyone.

As the piper plays, children dance into this ragged sorted night and as they dance the Goddess flashes and those dashes of darkness and thunder disturb the claps of little hands and rings joined songs and laughter only as children laugh or angels sing. The calls of pipers and of drummers’ thunder and the sorting days of Coven calls and repeat the roll of rolls and the answered ones again dance; behind and beside, the players of flutes and of the simple dancing songs.

Deep Communion with the Clown. Watch and dodge ‘Wiz-Bangs’ bright and step inside the fright of night. Barbed-wire reach beyond this ditch and as we climb, embrace the Witch. The truth is about speaking as love touch rides those flashes. Wiz-bang deep to lip kiss life sweets, asleep. ‘Love is an exception to what we usually see. Watch the umbrella two-to-share. Arms around first shoulder and then to waist. Lean each toward each other. A cheek and a brush of mouth-to-skin. Walking! Hair-to-hair and hip-to-hip. And! Ready we, the mother-ship…

Love is the only power that matters-the-matter. Spirit Fleshed and Body Spirited in Time and the distance between heaven spaced and drops of rain. ‘Tis good love, this place, this now, this then and again across reaches and spaces beyond time measure. Moments eternal. Love eternally an internal an external and forever now then forever eternally ours. Without-within as together we begin and end and begin again. Face touch and heart thump and we know for a moment the twirl we belong to-two-too…’And! ‘Tis good to again belong.

‘Daylight breaks the night today. Night time takes the fear away. Sing-Song now and Sing-Song then. Let the counting time begin. As we fall away and fall away and begin these songs again.’

And! Beautiful you are…

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