THE POWER  OF LONGING 

I can barely catch my breath. 

Longing is when your heart takes wing, 

but cannot find where to land. 

Circling from on high, 

its harbor shrouded below in the clouds. 

It’s destined mark unmet, 

drawing ever closer 

joins pain with ecstasy. 

Reverberations echo in magnetic hearts

as the gap closes. 

Treasure the moments of longing, 

whether they dim over time or guide you to the love of your life. 

For longing is the nature of the cosmos.

Eternal Source pulses, creates, expands, penetrates all,

the force of Consciousness driving Itself apart 

only to reel back in, again and again.