Are you undergoing reincarnated love?

 

Foundation.

Some old mythology says we are bound to find our twin flame or soulmate before we are born.

Our true other half.

This journey is simply repeated until we do.

No matter who we end up with.

To become whole.

Could old myths be true?

(A lone old voice whispers)

I write this for you to see in this lifetime because I couldn't find you, and my earthly time is nearly up. 

My beloved Mary Lee.

I know you were born to meet me. On the twenty-sixth of November.

A date I'll know forevermore.

As I look back.

Like now and remember.

For we shall be together. In The Great Nevermore.

Sharing conversations and sweet kisses:

Even after Death visits,

And offers you a drink of his sacrilegious dark wine. To end all your beautiful days and glorious time.

I just know we shall be together, like twinned pilgrims. In an eternal quest of hide-and-seek.

Set forth in the silence, by a long-remembered God.

Lost somewhere in some surreal time stream.

But together in insane spaces.

In-Between.

And as the soft, capricious winds of Heaven.

Change and dance like a wild Anna Pavlova. Between us.

Creating a moving sea of love between our two pulsating souls.

We shall know. In that very instance.

Holding hands.

Together, like first-date lovers.

In the universe's golden dust.

That we can sing and dance together,

Forever.

And be joyous in each and every form. For ours is a love story. Beyond the norm.

A love story that will forever survive.

Composed in golden italics and kept safely on gilded shelves, with so many others.

Written in Enochian Archives.

Stored beyond the Great Pillars.

In a sacred tabernacle.

By the pale blue Holy Sea.

Our Eternal Sea.

This I know because before I was born into physical form.

You were written. Into my history.

By my spirit guides, God and me.

The woman I'm bound to always love and try to find.

Whenever I'm reincarnated into mankind.

The one soul betrothed to me.

By an angel called ADOEOET,

He who sings like a bird, who once whispered 

Meet your true love. My beloved Mary Lee.

So see you in another lifetime. Your forever twin flame with no name.

Whose loved is buried so deep no matter how many times this incredible thing called life:

Tries to bury me. 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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