The Sun King & Queen

I hear the train, as it races by on the tracks.

Where did you go, I look at my hands there was no more – only letting go.  No struggle anymore… did that happen or was it a dream.  Me alone sitting back on the back car as the train zooms.  What just happened?  Where did he go?

I try to sort it out – this vague recollection of a person – I was helping.

My hands wave through the tall grasses in the field, as I wear white.

It’s gone.

There is Him – no more…

What do I do with that – I don’t know… It’s over…

Was it… wasted?

I find I don’t care, I wander through this field…. He isn’t here.

And yet He is… I am not missing from my self.

What… just happened… an emptiness in the air.

A white long dress… my hands in the grass… I have made it here could it really be done.  Shadows and illusion chase me, but I saw it… so clearly this morning.

I don’t know… which way to go… what is my aim now?  Who is here after all I’ve done?

I see you in white… walking like your photo… we Spirits… of Light… amongst the reeds…

How…

Alive…

How did you find me… I wonder

You...

Followed Me… into death.

But what…is he doing here.

Yet I am so grateful… to find someone I know.

You?

He hesitates, almost surprised I can see him.

If this is the land of the dead and you find me now… if you followed me here… that you are nervous to approach me, something you carry – you need to hear from me.

I let you.

You have tears as you look at Me across the grasses.

Are you ok – Shanti? 

Reach out your hand to me

Come – Follow Me.

I’m sorry.

I walk toward you, my hand outstretched.

You know?  I whisper.

Touch your hand.

I did it – For You.

And I look up at you.

Why did you?

Do it for me?

Although I know – in my heart of hearts – I let you.

And I couldn’t find you.

Although you lingered around.

You watched, you waited.

Like magical

…a magic spell waiting for something to happen but… it never did happen…did it?

I am amazed you followed me here.

I just want to know it wasn’t guilt that brought you.

No… it is something much more.

Who are you?

And you go down on one knee…

And look up at Me.

The soldier…

I gasp… recollection.

The Sun Warrior.

Whispers all at once everything comes back.

A great Sun

Armour

& cape

Bowing.

Sun Warrior

The cover of this book.

I look at You.

Your name, I barely whisper like tears.

You’ve come

But why is…

You’ve come… for Me

But why is she still here?

This rips the place apart a question I can’t ask

Him I see – in darkness.

I hold your hand.

You have come.

It has fallen to you.

You are here to serve Me.

So is she probably.

Why… is this happening.

There is no peace, no rest.  This wasn’t the plan.

You hold my hand…

Into death

You have come

To fulfill your oath –

To Him.

This is life,

For Me.

A way back to life.

He has become the It.

In his grief.

But you remain loyal

To Me.

How did you find me… Whisper?

I love you

Shanti.

Shiva.

Death out there Shanti

He comes from behind, holds me in

Shadow in grief, R

You stand hold me on the other side

This weeping in shadow in parts in fragments

You remain holding me the same tears in my… your eyes…

Death Shanti…

Of Om Shanti.

It’s now

You and Me.

If you’ll let Me.

What is happening with Him it is unstable.

I don’t know.

Death of Om Shanti.

The Sovereign.

I cannot withstand such a storm.

But we are – Om Shanti.

And we – can do anything.

Our names the same.

You kiss my hand… and I smile.

The Valley of death ____

Is yours.

Shiva…

Of him… I don’t know.

A love I had once.

To the core.

But he turned away from the Light.

Destruction, imbalance.  The IT.

Darkness.  No more Light.

It cannot exist here in this place.

But for the feeling I feel under it.

He won’t let me rest.

Free Me…

I had wanted to say.

Only Brahman can – bring you back to life.

There is more to him, we do not yet see, the pauses in the chaos in his grief.

If He can do it for Him,

It may save Him.

Sovereign.

And I love Him.

1 you show Me.

We give Him a chance –

Shanti.

We in space – watch.

For Om Shanti.

Who lost Him.

His father

And His Mother also.  In One.

I watch you in the field.

So… I am not dead?

No… you shake your head.

You are very much alive but pretending to be dead.

For Him…

Shanti.

Not…

Free Me…

Do you wanna, do you wanna be

Happy?

Do you wanna, do you wanna be

Free?

Do you wanna be…

Shake your head sadly, hand in front of your face.

Only Brahman.

For Her...

Hold your hand and remember.

Who fought alongside Me.  And all those people…

Life there is still although in chaos.

Om Shanti.

Nod and you sit…

And I to my knees

What grace has given Me.

Give it to Him.

The shadowland is not a place for Him…

His tears, hand down on his knees

He lost Om

He can’t lose Shanti.

Give it to Him. T

For

Me.  – Om Shanti

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