Observing a Queen
Dedicated to a beautiful female friend ... Caught unawares in her Dance ... her Holy trance disrupted ... the Harmony of her ritual broken ... This woman who is in tears ... whose voice trembles ... she believes she fears yet her heart stays open ... and her lips Blossom ... as she begins to speak to Divinity ... having lengthy conversations with the Infinite ... Knowing Purity so intimately, she is guileless, she is modest, she is humble ... this woman whose cries I hear ... who becomes exquisitely Vulnerable in the wake of her pain ... offering those who love her, a precious glimpse into Alchemy ... Like a Butterfly whose final challenge is to escape its silken womb ... she extricates herself from numbing anguish ... revealing Beauty, becoming whole again ... Now a winged creature worthy of admiration for she has shared her heart so generously ... Thank you for showing me how deep your love runs ... you truly are a Queen ... And any man who can See you , must
