Beautiful is this Insomnia

Love.

The nights I resist sleep do I come here to write to the Beloved.

Dear One. It is of course preferable that I lay back in the arms of love.

And with the company of a joy-filled song, do I celebrate my love

dancing in communion with the Spirit of you

for life
for song
for love
for you

Did you ever think you had it all figured out?

I have no desire to figure it all out and that makes all the difference.

Blessings for the simple celebration of connecting again and again.