on the night before he comes...

i will see if i can find my phone--not in my bag--i think in the car
but let me say this here
root and grow
root
feel the roots shooting out of your toes
tucking gently under the ground
pull your hands up your body
and out in a flowering expanse
feel how totally full and beautiful
YOU are
with the thought of him coming
without his being here
you
are full
a goddess
a poet
a dream
a writer
an artist
a seer
a joy
full, whole, perfect, beautiful
you need nothing
you have everything
in you
already
that you get to open
to this moment of
intersection and possibility
this moment
of love
arriving from afar
to share itself with you
to open you further
to who you be
in connection
in partnership
in possibility
in joy
in freedom
in all manner of breath
and expression of love
that you have this moment
of longing, looking forward,
feeling giddy and on edge
and hope full
that you have this joy
to bring a wider smile
a swarm of butterflies
to your deepest belly
this
is to be savored
as the miracle it is

he will arrive
you will share yourselves with one another
do every bodily thing you can
to set yourself free to enjoy every blessed moment
every sacred second of this connection
give yourself all manner of permissions
all expanse of invitation
and allow, allow, allow, allow, allow
what flows to flow

stay in the now
never mind the forever
stay in the here and now
of touch and taste and see and feel and hear
stay in the this
of manifest reality
and leave the spinning of dreams
to later
when you are again at your wheel
if indeed you are ever to be released to it again

stay here
in the rooted ground
of the glorious beauty
of all that is you and whole

you are love enough
and tomorrow, you will be loved...
let it be
all
it becomes
in the moments
strung together as shiny beads
one holed wholeness at a time

i love you--
relax--
into you--
and enjoy...