The Field of Love

I am the Field

On which the gods and goddesses play;
The sacred temple of Light
Hidden in the deeps of the heart.

I am the Mother sending her emissaries of Love
Into the dense fog of forgetfulness
I am the Father, eternal sky,
Always present.

I am the cat in the tall grass…
And the dew on the grass…
And the mouse who innocently
goes about her business.

Come, enter the Temple of This.
There is nothing that is not Me.
Come,come and dance.