Thy Words, Thy Love

Thy Words, Thy Love

the words dripped off his lips like honey

he made you want to lick them

he had a tongue

that could make Satan succumb

and offer his all

at his altar

without falter

or thought

for even the Dark One

would be caught up

in the intoxicating elixir

that filled this one’s cup

for it was the sweetness

that ushered forth the completeness

that even the Angel possessed not

just the mere mention of his name

defamed Virgins

and resurrected them again

to the throne of grace

they were created to occupy

and i sigh

and the eyes of all men envied

that perplexity

that of their own convolutions

held within

for all they knew of

was Sin

for they did not understand

in spirit i too am that Virgin

awaiting my Bridegroom

that we may be wed

and my soul be em-bedded

again and again

as i am deflowered

from the illusions

of the world

let the chaff be gleaned

and thy glory be seen

as i cease to demean

my greater self

my God essence

the expression of presence

which is about me

within me

and abound

my Lorde

my Beloved

speak to them

speak to me

set me free

and let me be tethered to naught

but thee

that which my soul

has always sought

home

lift thy veil

and erect it to my ship

to catch and gather the Winds

that i may sail

once again

the Cosmic Oceans of knowledge

that i “AM”

as thou Art

Omni in all things

and the Universe Sings

listen

let the Nebulas of the Heavens

speak to me

dance for me

sing praises to me

for we are one

one energy

in this concordant symphony

we have come to know as life

let the Sun come up

and never set again

in the lives of the children

i shall erect it

in the permanence of truth

just as the Ancients

and the Sayers of Sooth

foretold

and with the words spoken

from the Heart of you Source

of course

our expression

is but a confession

of that which is grande

and they, thy words

shall drip from my lips

like honey

that others may taste of thy love

(c) 23 December 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.