The Stone

The energy that flows,
Soothing and sweetly,
Once held in your hand,
Consumes me completely.

I lay my head to rest,
The amulet in place,
A gentle guidance to
The dreams I am to face.

I hold it in my hand,
And feel your essence true,
The love within this stone,
So rare and so few,

What makes a precious stone,
But the handling with care,
The energy of love,
From one willing to share.

Forever and a day,
I hold it to my heart,
Whether laying next to me,
Or oceans far apart,

A simple little stone,
That touches my inner core,
The meaning of this deeper,
Dimensions to be explored.

The dreams within dreams,
The symbols and the signs,
Falling into place,
Our souls to align,

Like the planets and the stars,
A magical universe in form,
Creating power and energy,
Within the raging storms.

The sun has burned bright,
The rain has left it’s tears,
Nature has left its mark,
Upon this stone for many years.

And now it is our conduit,
To flow from one to one,
To comfort the inner storms,
Until they’ve passed and done,

Forever and a day,
I hold this precious stone,
Tight in hand and close at heart,
In the nights I am alone.

For the instant that I touch
This stone so filled with love,
Your warming arms surround me,
As your whispered words from above,

Shall always keep me close,
In my mind you’ll always be,
The one and only soul mate,
That is truly meant for me.

Sacred and remembered,
Our love within the stone,
The comfort and the warmth,
In all you have shown.

 

 

~ by sequesteredsoul on July 2, 2008.