Discovering Gratitude Anew # 65

When we fall in love truly, madly, deeply, it feels as though we have discovered some sacred, secret place never before found.  We pulse with an inner light so full, so bright, so new.

Certainly no human before has ever felt this power so keenly, so wildly, so completely?

We discover the poets, the writers, the elegant wise gifted ones who have touched this place and been compelled to articulate its beauty, its power, its pain, its joy.

It is the pulse of the wave of love moving through the ages, through us all.  
Once tapped, this source never runs dry.

We never tire, we never stop attempting to articulate, to speak of the gift of love in all its incarnations.  Ancient and always new we are the very avatars of love.

The goddess surges, she compels.  When we touch her, permit her entrance, we dance.  
So entranced poets all  
We express full, soft, malleable
In and out of form.

Certainly no one has ever felt this before.

We recognize her
The secret abode of the heart
Possessed by all, known by too few
She sings still and always.

Through you I have known love
And gratitude ignites sweet memory.

Giving Thanks Anew. 
With Love,
Maria