I can melt IceFields
with The Fire of My Spirit,
I can enrage The Seas
with The Intensity of My Will,
I can order The Sun
to blink, with The Power of
My Love for You . . .
* * * *
The Path of My Desire
was Eons in coming,
and I will walk The
Days of Infinity, to
hand You One Rose,
from The Gardens of Avalon . . .
* * *
and alas Angel, I have yet to see Your Face,
nor will I be There, at The Moment of Brilliance,
when You read My Heart, as You are doing now,
and I cannot see Your Eyes that I have searched
The Heavens to find, to feel The Body who holds
The Heart that I adore,
to exist within The Cradle of Your Voice, to savor
Your Fragrant Mist, to bathe in The Essence of Your Sea . . .
Angel, My Purpose in this Grand Design is to love and cherish All that is The Fire of Creation,
All that is Heaven’s Queen of Grace, All that is You . . . to shelter You within My Iron Paradise,
so that Heaven can Be, in The Light of Your Eyes, and to hear The Cool Water of Your Music,
All that Is, A Breath of Angels,
All that Is, The Kiss of Always,
All that Is, My Kingdom, Come . . .
from Book III, The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Tenth DoveTale – The Cliffs of Andromeda