Shoveling away the last frozen remnants,
Within my heart sphere,
This quickening heart claims sovereignty,
Reawakened by long forgotten warmth,
Revived, rekindled, rejuvenated,
Ready to love.
This Christmas season,
Jesus’ divine love,
Enters into dark, musty, dusty,
Once deserted, abandoned, neglected,
Chambers, caverns, alleyways,
Trenches, basements, coves,
And other hidden spaces.
Clearing the way, shining a light,
Ushering in a new day,
For Divine Feminine….
Her arrival exquisite, yet imbued with subtle grace,
Touched by the most tender, patient, ever-loving,
And eternal heart of Jesus,
My heart beats in time.
May each heart attune,
Keeping pace with the beat of love,
Ready to strike up a delightful new melody,
And sing a new song,
At this unprecedented time,
Of unity’s dawn.
-by gilda patricia