Water and Air...

Loving Undine of the Water and Darkness,

Sweet Woman of Love's fullness and softness.

She sings a lone song of sadness with tears,

She sings a siren's song of disaster and fears.

Streaming, stinging tears of pain

on her unknown face of beauty,

the one she pastes on to satisfy the 

senses of men and duty.

She feels a sighing song 

of unfound love within her, 

yet she fears the Song 

of the everlasting here after.

So, It waits within her silence,

and her self-induced miasma.

The Song waits for Her emergence,

from her own self-disaster.

Loving Undine who weeps 

in her Darkness, 

with tears unseen

and unfelt,

except by She

and the Air that Loves her.

God's Love also waits for 

Her with tender softness.

Love that is for Her,

if only she Surrenders...

Surrenders to Her Exquisite 

and special,

Loving is-ness.

Her Brilliance is unseen by few,

and never seen,

nor felt by her self,

but only felt by Her Soul,

Her long forgotten Self.

She burns with the

Brilliance of God's 

Bright Light, 

but she ignores her Knowing,

to please men's rite. 

Sweet Undine,

Her Self wonders...

Can the Eagle of Air help Her leave her Darkness?

Can the Eagle help Her emerge from her depth's 

dark starkness?

Can an Undine love an Eagle,

and all of their differences?

Can a mermaid love a bird

through all of Eternity's existences?

She, questioning her self, 

but 'it' says only to believe.

Believe in only the seeing,

and of the Dark's limited glean.

Only her self sees it as sad,

its lonely here,

and she's forlorn,

and she loves the sweet grieving

in her Dark place of mourn.

Her Knowing Self of Patience

and Unconditional Love, 

that gives her self Kindness,

and the soothing Peace of the Dove.

The Love that knows

no blindness,

nor fear,

but only Self-Forgiveness

that to Her Self,

is just,

so dear.

She finally feels the Self that waits

and Loves 'it' for no gain,

for the blind self that is... 

her vain karmic bane.

She simply surrenders, 

and flies up from the Dark,

but she knows not why

She's propelled away from 

its limiting mark.

Water's fearful to be all that is dharma, 

but She's drawn up to Air,

and His un-resented karma.

We are the Dark,

We are the Light,

and the Two that move as One.

Forged by Love,

open to God's all-sight,

as a sword's edges make One.

A beautiful snowflake that 

even God cannot remake.

A once in an eternity union,

that gives God It's thanks.

Air fills Water with His Masculine Light;

Water soothes and surrounds Air,

with Her Feminine Might.

She Surrenders her fear of Him,

He Surrenders his grief,

and the Dark and the Light

are joined with Blessed Reprieve.

The scent of Water and Air, 

So sweetly together…

They mix and They roll;

and They quench Their Self's desires…

And Yin and Yang,

Their opposites do merge,

Her Feminine,

and His Masculine,

both joining on Their verge...

They fill their mold...

They finally Love...

and They finally meld,

as They are meant To Be,

with the One on higher,

as God's Love serves them, 

God's Love Serves them...

Only,

To Be…

Separately, 

Water and Air

were both incomplete.

Searching for Self through others,

never letting It meet.

Until now;

Together, 

In Their Eternity of Sweet.

They Simply Surrender,

and Their joining is complete.

Together now,

these Two as One,

Water and Air,

They are,

Forever,

As One…

Copyright (C) 2011 by Michael G. Hesley
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