Love reaching out to be heard
to be taken in as sparks
which might light the inner fire
within open longing hearts
Nothing forcing - not expecting
you are carried by your wings of trust
to outermost spaces turning inwards
having done a long journey - to yourself
You are sensing a call from far away
softly pulling you like a silver umbilical cord
It is a falcon's call, known - unknown
The echo of your lonesome calling?
Reflected from a burning heart
which now gives back what you have given?
Is there an encounter waiting ahead
of a falcon and an eagle in unlimited open space?
Fascinating world - susceptible to creation
where everything is open to be expressed
embracing all levels, all elements, all beings
to be completed and to grow - into a new dimension
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