He is Risen, The Love of The Rose

The Bent grass in the valley, the Essene, and the Transcendence over Death through Love.

The Bent Grass, The Essene & Me, Joy
(Dearest Ember And Now)

and I feel your touch

skin on hands, gentle

sure and unsure

your scent of myrrh

stuck in my hair again now

i’m letting go

because god told me to

and from the beginning god said i would become joy

from the grief stricken

loss of my identity of loss

my tears once an ocean of salt

now crystalline diamond joy

and i’m ready now

for peace

for freedom

for holy oneness

without the aspects of me i thought i needed

to be spoken for

come hold me more

i’m calling for

the open door

i miss you

and i can say it now

and only just allow the reality

where you’re not here

ever again

my best friend

together mend

apart a whole

will you make me union

or will you make me choose then

just me

it’s just me

you said your name was Essene

but i knew you as a King

i always said what i mean

and through you i’d sing

all these years of pain away

and so i came to say

that i changed my name to Joy

and now i wonder if you’re still around

if i don’t mourn the loss of you

are you still around?

what if you don’t match

the way i catch

all the sun now in

my sunshower tear drops

cause the fear’s lost

is it okay

to be happy?

is it okay

to be okay

without you now?

but if i look down deep into my heart

i admit

i’ll love you til i die

you are the bent grass meadow

you are the valley, the monk who knows

where my trust wanted to grow

and this is

just the reason why

you are gone for now

and i know somehow

what it’s like to still believe

in you

if you do

if you do too

then i do

i do

i do

cause i always knew

separation was an illusion

your face my face in my room and

i am the daughter of the cross

where all that was ever lost

is just really the cost

of transcendence

of life over death and love

that always trusted above.

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and i saw your post on monday

you said you thought of your woman’s smile

and i reread our whole text conversation

and i froze in everything

like, is it not forgiving?

i can’t begin to think

that you don’t think about me

is it easy?

and is it better for me?

but you told me to focus on joy

we both said it in our soul recorded words

and i can’t keep controlling

everything that god’s holding

and i know what i saw

and what the goddess shows me

and i’m so confused

and sure at the same time

i’m grief and joy

letting you go and choosing me

they don’t happen separately

i love you

like i thought i’d never do

any person

and if it’s worth it

know it’s worth it

this whole year i served this

alchemy and prophecy

won’t you

when do you

come home to be free

come home or leave me

the monk and the essene

the bent grass in the valley

i give you up to god constantly

and angels pray over us to just be

i’d just be

if i could you know

they said holy union is within me

i know

i know

i’ll go

i’m just human heart red

and hearing everything we’ve said

in our tomb and the best

days we ever had

love leave me

make me free

don’t leave me

i’ll be

happy

i can’t breathe that day you’re gone in

i don’t know how

but i’ll find a way

to believe in me

that i will still be

Joy