Love is the Dance . . .
of the mystery of Source, . . .
Allowing Love2LIVE thru us, . . .
IN the moment, . . .
IN presence of NOW . . .

Dreaming of Love, or Dharma, or Truth . . . ,
Is poetry in cute words . . .
(YET Awesome as well)
lived IN a Dream . . .
is dreaming us awake . . .
(And sometimes not) . . .
A Lull in slumber-Bliss-Beauty . . .
YES . . .

Dreaming is YUMMY . . . YES,
yet is only a memory of Love Divine. . .
Like a flower that unfolds timelessly,
endlessly,
but has no juice that sustains long-term . . .

Love is living AWAKE
. . . IN . . .
And Beyond . . .
the Dream. . .
LOVE and Dreaming is for our AWAKEening . .
Both swirl about us, each upon the other . . .
Eternally interlinked . . .
Yet they differ . . .

Dance the NOW of IT . . .
As IT IS . . .
As YOU find IT
IN your . . . self . . .
Everywhere . . .

Dance the Dance
of
. . . IT . . .