Sacred Love

My heart fish

has found the river of our love

and runs clear to the ocean

that is not ours but the domain of love itself

In your embrace

I am held by the lovers of all ages

your eyes hold the same light

that resurrected Lazarus

and at your touch I feel

Krishna pick up his flute

This love is not held secret

for its fragility

to be kept safe

from the calculating eyes of the world

But for its awesome power

A power that would tear hearts open

returning all fish to their source

When people are only asking for a bucket

or a small pond with one lotus and a frog to kiss

I stay silent

sinking ever deeper

taking our silver

into the dark sea of Love itself

Secret Heart

Deep in the secret heart

of this red rose

is a colour so sacred

it must be hidden from sight

If it were to open now

all the humans in this garden

would leap lightward

before their time

and every other flower

would lose it's bee

Love's awesome power

lives enfolded

within a vibrant, velvet tenderness