of Kingdoms, Come



Eagle’s Trace







under The Moon,

closer,  yet so far Away,

quiet,  though a Siren yet to be,

something Wonderful,  this way comes,

and soon,  You will know The Kiss of Always,

You will know The Glory of Grace,

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They are sailing,  on Her Radiance,

on Sunships,  on Her Chariots of Light,

to awaken You from The Cradle of Darkness,

to herald The Dawn of The Kingdom of Forgiveness,

to lay open The Gates to The Empire of The Everlasting Sun,

to welcome You,  inside The Embrace of The Heart of The Diamond,

to remember,  that which was nEver forgotten,  The Memory of Love,

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and The Place,  inside You,  where lies The Echo,  of All Things Dear,

The Echo of a Promise made to You,  somewhere in Time,  eons Ago,

inside The Palace of Rain,  on An Isle in Paradise,  under A Cyan Sky,

amidst The Brilliance,  of Her Host of Stars,  Her Legions,  The Eyes of Heaven,

Their Passage ceased,  to Witness,  and Wonder,  as Her Story was told to You,

a Tale of a Web of Pearls,  woven in fine silver Thread,  The Thread of Her Heart,

spun,  from Her Wings of Joy,  and baptized,  within The Pools of Your Innocence,

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as You stood,  a Candle in Your Hand,  and Courage in Your Soul,  whispering of Days to Come,

when a Universe would hear Your Song,  once again,  and bathe in the Cool Water of Friendship,

taste the sweet Nectar of Freedom,  know the Fragrance of Roses,  grown in Her Field of Dreams,

   as Your Whisper became The Voice of Her Myriad,  as The Voice became The Breath of 10,000 Angels . . .





from Book II,  The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Third DoveTale – The Rail of Sighs





of Wine, and of Roses


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 . . .

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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 . . .

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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