of God’s Heart

 (  Web of Pearls  )

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as She gathers The Stars about Her,

 and laces Them,  Together,

with fine Silver Thread,

The Universe,  in

All Its Glory,

slowly comes to Rest,

to Watch,  to Witness,  to Wonder,

while Always,  standing at The Loom of So,  quietly,

yet with The Power of Love in Her Hands,  and Diamonds in Her Eyes,

deftly weaves The Truth,  into The Cloak of Simplicity,

smiling,  remembering,  understanding,

All She was,  and All She

will Always be,

      Again . . .

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