In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, here is a bit of poetic musing to celebrate a new era of love – the high-romance that we can catch a glimpse of among balanced, sovereign beings:

At the height of the magic, the wings all have sprouted; taking flight right on time, right on key

And yet, while there is bliss and deep peacefulness,

How lovely if you’d fly with me

The heart is a gateway and we are all things

No more cages, no trappings, no masks

What once was all crass, is now clear and so vast

So, it is in this spirit, I ask…

Should the fullness surge through you and wish to be shared

Should it be natural to reach for my hand,

There is no divide – not time, space or land

Should our quickened hearts call to be paired

To know you’ve overcome, over-ruled, over-run

All the shadows, like an obstacle course

There, powerfully, you stand with sweet love in your hand

Rising to expand into Source

But to dance, fly, touch, kiss, joined with this other,

Given all you’ve mutually discovered,

Clear as day, point of fact (or I’ll eat my hat),

Innocence-lost must be finally deemed recovered.

Here we may stand, taking joy in the sight

that we’ve managed to recover our light;

Walked through the valley of the shadow of death —

even in the absence of oxygen, drawn breath!

And yet, while the view is quite fine, finally.

How lovely if you’d fly with me

– Natalia Rose