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The night pulls you into her wild abandoned life

and kisses you with a secret

that has never even been told.

Don’t look now, for you might just become the mystery.

 

Don’t even try to hold on,

Just for one moment be like a galaxy,

stretching her silver laced gown

across the stormy ocean of your heart.

 

Let go utterly into now.

Wanting no thing,

being no body,

just go back to the beginning,

 

For there is no end to love.

Wishes call you into dreams.

The fire of your being is,

she who has no name.

 

When the me has gone,

the I has forgotten,

the we is woven,

the they has forsaken,

the us has dissolved

and only love remains.

 
Email:

dejahu@me.com

 

During Beltane 2-5 May can also phone:

07415 202 280

 

Into the Wild Contact

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