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I call the day, I call the night
I call the angels all dazzling and bloom
I call the stars that brighten the sky
I call the fairies to visit my room
and all the beings that live in the trees
to come and join us under the silvery moon.
I call you, my dear friend to join me
and share our thoughts, experiences
snuggled in feathers soft and warm.
I miss your voice kind, cheeky,
I miss sharing our sacred spaces
to feel uplifted high and transform
in the most pure state of spiritual finesse.
Merge with me in the divine embrace
where our souls are dressed in beams of light
pure energy moving, flowing free serene,
soft and soothing like the balm of a caress
spreading around beautiful and bright
with iridescent hues of blue vein.
Vessels we are, carrying the divine essence
flowing free in sweet melodies of love,
touching our beautiful original face,
feeling the joy of the divine presence
flying peacefully like a dove,
grafted so deeply nothing can efface.
Merche DemBar
26.9.10