By Maya Green
The gold dusting is seen at dusk
A sure call that the night is nigh
Soon I’ll sniff the Beloved’s musk
I’ll be ecstatic, on a heavenly high
The loving arms are just awaiting
Anxious for a sweet lovin’ embrace
And mine are aching with longing
Reaching across time and space
Soon this journey will be over
And the waiting will be no more
This earthly moment will cross over
To be reunited forever more
And the loneliness will be no more
The waiting game gone and over
To your loving arms I’ll swiftly go
Hugging me tight for ever and ever
So hug me, my Beloved
For I have longed pinned for you
A dream you were my Beloved
The Friend, both loving and true
The separation was for the best
Making my heart grow fonder
The moments of tears and jests
Were teasers from your love yonder
(A metaphorical journey of the soul back to its source. The sages do it everyday)
