The Spark Of God That You Are

You are the weaving,

Of my eternal dawn

With your hand in mine,

We soar to realms unfathomed

Where day and night melt,

Into a celestial soul cry

And our mortal selves dissolve,

Before the masters of Time

Now we burn like a brilliant star,

The cosmos is ours

And in this moment, everlasting,

We taste the miracle, of who we truly are

For we dance in a place

Where Time cannot take,

Our youth of spirit,

Nor, our lightness of being

Our souls belong to another land

To the beauty beyond,

Where our hearts rejoice,

In the infinite

You are my remembrance,

My bridge to the immortal,

Where oneness,

Is our only reality

And separation,

Is but a lost moment

A fleeting experience,

Upon a beautiful, but strange adventure

I see you in your divinity

Unbroken by this world,

And yet the ties of existence,

Still bind us

But when your spirit is weary,

Rest in mine, my Beloved,

Come and soar with me,

I will return you,

To the spark of God, that you are

© Amata Natasha Goldie 2015- All rights reserved.