GOLDEN THREADS OF TIME

What we are is written in the sands of time, just as it is released back to the Mother as surges of her ocean crash upon our shores,

Who has walked here, lived here, departed from here?

These fading footprints carry stories of dreams and joy, pain and sorrow, agony and victory, defeat and surrender, but they tell no tales.

Listening as she speaks to the golden thread of the soul, she whispers a love so deep, a love weaving through our stories of infinite being... yours, mine, ours.

Golden threads we grasp, or we reject

Golden threads woven into the Divine fabric, absorbing our cries, our fears, our disintegration... until once again we emerge whole, together.

POETRY, PRAYERSLiana Shanti