The Sacred Marriage What started out as a feeling, a thought, or a seed of consciousness when I was 29 years old, spoke so strongly to my heart that I have persevered all these years(I'm now 57!). I've traveled to sacred sites through out the world, searching and seeking parts of myself, weaving myself back to wholeness like Isis with Osiris. I faced my fears of losing a child, losing my husband and ultimately losing myself - all the while getting re-shaped, dismantled, and

I walk down the deer-trodden path Feeling the morning mist caress my skin Flowers and summer leaves envelop me Their sweet perfume, intoxicating I'm cloaked in the bride's robe I feel its weight upon my shoulders Its fine weave speaks to my prominence I feel your warmth welcoming me I see your bright light shining Your love is for me and only me I spent the year in darkness, waiting, preparing And here you are Meeting me, your bride at the forest's altar Gather me in your arm