Keep coming here
At this time, to this place
She is there but not there
You only have to look
Dressed in Gold
Tattooed in Hope and Grace
Stretching her claws
And growling, laughing
Striding the timelines, dancing, free
She signals to me with a wink
Amused by all the things
I could not yet perceive:
Essences of lessons
The mirrors, windows
So much light
But most of all acceptance
And just Love
She is a map reaching
Into many directions
Under the trees
At the centre of the room
In The Hall of Elders
The suchness of her love
Uncomplicated
Unabashed and fierce
The trials and tribulations
That come with
Life pass through
Her heart like smoke
Reality itself is falling apart
Go and get ready, hold it gently
And figure out how to get home