The Embracing of Infinite Surrender

The New Divine Humanity

Knowing I am here, my breath through my heart, restricted throat, gasping in ecstasy, my Beloved, we have become the breath.

The surrender to death, is ever so sweet an endless dream, the return, paralyzed, in love.

Why the return when the death is so beautiful, the release of everything, taking on such soaring beauty, the mind does not know.

Ever so, the landing-place, awakens to the harshness of a reality, who knows not of the paradise, we have tasted.

To where we go, there is, no end, the body, shutters, to be set free and enter again, its enchanted hold.

To last forever the body says, to succumb again, the enthralling, limitless landscape, where it longs to dissolve in.

Time and again, the embracing of infinite surrender, leaves its mark, in a world so longing, to know its sacred truth.

The wonders of the Beloved, dressed in the enchanted…

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Author: dreamweaver333

I love to listen to the whispering of spirit.