Countless suns try awakening her soul
She finds her way from darkness amid the light
Knowing she is on the path.
Not knowing she's already there.
She knows not where
But seeks the Light
And, for a moment loses all that is.
For seeking is not doing,
And doing simply is.
Tender loving is the fear
That turns us away
From the dimension and light
That keeps us one.
Not conditioned but guided
By dreams of
Thrilling joy.
And the hoping of times soon
That will not matter.
Space is the gift of eternity
And the Light is the
Eternity of the gift.
Watch for the masks on all we see,
Lovers need not be aware.
The times of life and the
Hopes of our dreams
Are made real by
The love to just be.