The Path of No Path

A Trail of Moon dust She calls to me with tenderness and longing in her voice. I answer Her beauty with total surrender, She completes me, body and soul. In this union, the passionate merging of Infinite and Mortal. Her Words, more delicate than dew drops move through me, powerful as the fall thunderstorm. Molding and shaping me into heart, body and soul of whatever form is most pleasing to Her. My ears her lips caress Her gentle voice quietly whispering these words I now write. "Until next time,... Rainbow" She departs leaving a trail of Moon dust behind. My heart calls to Her with tender longing "When will you return?" Sing me your song, Rainbow, your melody and mine are the same, in the next breath I will be there.

Tenderness Goddess holds me tenderly all night long, and holds my hand walking through tulip gardens during the day. Can it get any better than this? A whisper in my ear "I don't know...can it?" so close feeling her warm breath almost wet on my ear "Yes, Rainbow, it can!"