there, on The IcanSea

 

 

East,  Her

 

 

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as a Deep and EverLasting Hush began to blanket The Universe,

and Silence,  slowly turned to face The Crimson Sky, 

There,  between The Sand and The Foam,

There,  between The Reason,

and The Look in

The Eye of Because,

There,  in The Space,

between Hope and

FullFillMeant,

      came The Dawn . . .

as She rises,  a Golden Wind,

moving,  as Liquid,  through The Very Hearts

of Men,  dancing as One among The Women

of Her Soul,  shining Her Light

upon The Smiles,  of

All Things Dear,

     came The Dawn . . .

as Each,  of The Three

White Dolphins,  pulling Now,  with

All of Their Might,  a Thread so Fine and Silver,

lay Their Eyes,  upon The gListening Shores of Avalon,

     while The Trumpets blow,  so soft and slow,  came The Dawn . . .

and just as The Roar of The Wings of 10,000 Butterflies begin to fade toward The Arms of Remember,

 and The Angel of Forgiveness steps down from Her Chariot of Light,  pouring HerSelf over The Garden,

and,  while The Laughter of Children

rose Up,  to kiss The Break of Dei,

      came The Dawn,  of Love,  Again . . .

 

 

 

from Book III,  The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Fourth DoveTale – The Secret of Prisms

 

 

 

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by The Light of an August Moon

 

 

 

Her AbundanSea

 

 

 

The Angel of Happiness,  sails Her Vessel,

 across The Oceans of Promise,  over

endless Waters of Tomorrow,

in search,  of The Place,

where Wishes,  ride

Horses,  as Stars

never Fall,  and

Candles,  are lit,

For Ever,  and On,

The Place where Hope and

Pray,  dance with Fulfillment,  and

May Be sings to Come What Might,

yet,  Always,  and for Most,  You

can only see Her standing at

The Rail of Sighs,  as

You wait,  on

The Shores

of Longing,  for

You can only embrace

this elusive Angel,  while She colors

      The Corridors of Your Heart,  with The Air,  of Content . . .

 

 

from Book III, The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Sixth DoveTale – The Trials of Ecstasy

 

 

 

from this Moment, on

 

 

 

The River,  in My Hands

 (  and Arms Wide Open  )

­

 

 

 * 

She

moves

as Liquid,

through Each

and Every Corridor

of My Hope-weary Heart,

bathing This Desert of Longing

      in Her Sweet Waters of FullFillMeant . . .

and All The While,  flowing,  SumWhere

within Reach of All Things Dear,  gliding

between A Wink,  and A Promise,  and

wrapped in The Sounds,  of Her

Amazing Grace,

are

The Very Words

I have walked The Millennia to

hear,  flying Now,  like Diamonds,  across

this UniVerse,  between She and Me,  through a Crack in

      The Sky,  into The Tear in My Eye,  yes to herald The Reign,  of Joy . . .

and with a Voice borne inside The Breath of Eternity,  pouring Forth,  from

 The Panorama of Her Smile,  and as I bow My Head in The Presence of Her

Majesty,  She raises Her lovely Hands,  and lifts My Face toward The Light

      of All Creation,  and then,  She whispers,  WellCome Home,  Angel . . .

 

 

 

 from Book III,  The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Twelfth DoveTale – The Symphony of Moments