RECOLLECTION

Once upon a time, Beloved, there was no separation.
I weep.  And have forgotten why.
No other man, no better than, no judgement laid, no difference made, no
me, myself, no mine.
No fighting, biting, worrying, mighting, never-ending putting righting
then.

I weep.  And have forgotten how it was ...

... in flowing, coalescing  grace, entwined, one mind 
that danced the rainbow's colours brightly, sang the liquid light so
sweetly, rested on the flowers' scented breath so ... utterly ...
completely ...
... perfect.  Then. 

And now ?
I lie supine.  A solid form.  Alone.  Apart.  Eyes closed tight in
ticking darkness still.
Then hands descend.  And time suspends. 
 
Alone no more.
By Grace, within that space all feel the power, love and light that ever is.
 
Reiki.  The dance of we that never ended starts anew.
Breathing the joyful warmth of morning bright, compassion brings fresh
waves of hope.
The colours flow in radiant streams of joy.
All peace is gifted, sorrows lifted.  Drift on dreams of smiling
brightness reaching to the stars.
Refreshed, renewed, revived, in timeless harmony of love we raise one
voice.
Rejoice.  Give thanks.
For blessings shared, for rifts repaired, for healing ... all.

--
Judy