The sound of Your step walking over me, I feel it’s every movement. I am buried beneath you and you have forgotten. I long too call out to you but you move so fast, I can no more trust my voice will be heard. I created a song so alive the birds at the first Ray of Light sing out this sweetness, but you made sounds to drown me. Have you forgotten ?

Your first step was filled with a light that breathed into my rough skin, spreading nectar through me, down into the layers of my existence. My blood became transparent turquoise blue and forged rivers with each touch of your step in mine. You stood still and we merged Light into Light.

The touch of your lips to my waters bound us in eternity. You drank from me, for I was you and you are me. Not one thought apart, did you forget the creator of our Heart. Yet I was young, and you looked upon my face as you look among each other. You saw only my surface color, my skin, my freshness, my beauty, my possibility to be your’s.

That first touch, that first kiss, that first spread of my waters breathing new life into you – it was so you would never forget me. It was our secret that we would whisper to one another when you came there, down to the river bank, naked unto me. Every joyous cry you uttered, spared me a thousand tears. There was so much beauty your footsteps ceased to walk, within me as you, we became free.

Yet you traded our joy without remorse, without a single sense of grief. Our secret you hid in the guise of your shame. Now you watched me from afar, speculating with others, how to make me more. You grew jealous and angry for you saw, how others might want that touch, how others might learn of this Secret. You saw my innocence and made plans. You bound me with bricks and mortar, pouring poison over the life in me. You laughed at my tears with your unbound fear.

I forgave myself, I forgave you and with each tear, a thousand years of this painful longing passed by. I forgave you that moment when you believed that you would conquer me and lay claim to my sovereign essence. I gave you the power to remember, so your desire would grow hungry to taste once more, this immortal Aliveness. What more would a Lover want ? The moment every breath matters, The moment every breath is Yours, The moment every tear is our Offering in Eternity.

We are dying together to change, like a season passing, as a fruit ripening upon an ancient tree. We discovered a new dream hanging in the death of Silence, more fitting to what lay hidden before in disguise as you and me. The bridges are being built, I am only here for this. My aliveness now remains buried until such time, we are all Free.

Dedicated with Love to our Planet Earth.