Across the Miles

I awoke this morning
the sounds of birdsong in my ears
strange, for tis' cannot be
the bed I fell into the night before.

The window faces, not a busy street
nor a sea of traffic, no sirens,
nor the hustle-bustle,
of a multitude of fellow dreamers..

Up ahead lies a green valley
spread out as far as my eyes can see,
rows of colourful trees bearing ripe fruit
and exotic birds the kind of which
I have never seen before.

I walk outside to discover a day
brighter than any I have ever known.
A cool breeze carresses my face
under a picture perfect blue sky
adorned by a golden orb of dazzling light
rising in the eastern sky.

Bells, tiny bells, large bells, bells everywhere.
A bewitching flute, a melody, a lullabye,
tugging at the very strings of my heart,
a yearning, a summons, a call, an intoxication divine.

An orchestra of bells somewhere in the distance.
I walk up a hilly path in bewitched in this melody,
as bluebirds pass me by,
flying above perfumed rose bushes on either side
mesmerising me further with every step.

The path ends and lo before me stands
a castle encrusted with jewels,
of every colour, shape and hue;
a magnificent monument
of towers and minarets and domes,
reaching oh so high, kissing white cottony clouds above.

Flying carpets float by with ancient yogis seated upon them,
a pair of unicorns run past me.
I see a centaur in the distance waving at me,
gesturing courage to his brethren
beckoning me further towards the castle.

I seemingly float towards sheer, shiny magnificance
lost in the melody of that flute, those bells.
Tears run freely now for heart has been conquered,
releasing previous memories, forgotten memories,
moments of happiness, moments of sorrow,
all merged into one, dissolving into the pulse
of another time, another place..

A great door opens before me.
An ethereal coolness welcomes me.
A choral sigh soothes me.
The sense of home,
I have arrived..back to where I began.

The familarity, the knowing, the love..
this is the home I have always searched for..
more than any home I have ever known...

Ethereal light pervades throughout
swirling ripples of all the colours of the rainbow
pervaded by the purest white light
from above or below, I do not know.

I see no orchestra and no musicians, yet this symphony plays
enthraling me in a greater delight, peerless reverie .
Those bells again, I hear them moving softly
I turn, I see her standing there by an altar
bathed in white as swirls of various colours
fade into and out of that light.

Who is this beauteous maiden, who smiles at me so?
Why do my eyes glow in ancient recognition,
why does my heart miss a million beats all at once?
I have loved this peerless soul, I know, oh I know.

Do you not remember me oh lover, she teases?
Of the millennia you held my hand in yours
to walk mile after mile land after land,
to sail over waters through silent winds and stormy nights,
life after life.

Do you not remember my love,
our pact at the beginning,
to love and to love, and to love,
to re-unite again and again until
the end..when we are one again..

Her hair was long, eyes seemingly looking right into me
Could she be the other half I have read so much about?
Are not Twin souls, or twin selves.. a myth,
created by misguided romantic notions,
of heartsick souls grasping at straws of false hope
in a world seemingly without hope,
where love divine, where ties eternal
across lifetimes, across worlds is but a fairytale?

She laughs now seemingly hearing my thoughts.
I used to face the same thoughts you do now,
but how you reminded me of the truth, of you, of us..
Now I am here to remind you my love of all the times
you came back for me..forget me not oh love..
I am not far away from you..in the plane of waking eyes
we are closer than you think..remember me when you return
and remind me as you always do for we will pass each other by,
for when I see you, I may know you but I may as yet not remember..

She fades
into the music, the lights, the reverie...
believe in love, believe in me..in us - her parting words

A cacophonic burst of bells digs into my ears
pulling me from this divine place,
I do not want to leave just yet,
just one moment more please oh lord
this is home, I am from this place..I dont want to go...

Alas..I awaken to my alarm clock,
my bed, my room..my waking world,
streams of sunlight stream through the window onto me.

Steaming tea in hand, I stand before the portal,
of the fast moving world outside.
People, so many people,
Is she really out there....