Muse

I sigh in deep shame.

It’s the same every time;

Division, hate and loss.

Repeating history unknowingly,

Unwittingly.

Though,

There is beauty.

There is light.

There is divinity.

There is sight.

Love stretched some;

Their hearts filled to the brim.

I see a pair 

So different,

Yet so in sync.

And so I take them.

Far from this world.

They have been chosen.

To guide the new world.

A man who feels just as much as he

Does.

A woman who dares just as much as she

Yearns.

They are not above all.

But there are exemplary;

An original,

A pure,

A revolutionized

Model

Of humankind.

In their new home

They wander.

They admire.

They ponder;

At all the gifts

In abundance.

They create.

They grow.

They negate;

Any hate or

Gate—

Way

To the ugly past.

For he is thee,

She is me,

I am you,

And we are we.

Life is simple

Again.

Life is balanced

Again.

We embrace one another.

We embrace the light

And the ground.

We listen

For the sound

Of my beckoning;

Which will herd

This new world

Worthy of—

Love

Unbounded—

Spirit

Unprejudiced—

Mind

Unobstructed—

Body.

Nothing less.

Nothing more.