The veil is thinning.
I am an old woman, crazy as a loon.
Bathing in the darkness,
Howling at the moon.
Safe inside my silky cocoon,
I yearn for the mystery
Spreading my wings and
Flying off on my broom.
The veil is thinning,
The truth is coming clear.
Separation is a myth, an illusion of fear.
Embrace the mystery, whispers my Soul.
Embrace the sacredness.
Every moment is precious,
Every step is a prayer.
Together, we traverse this Holy sacred path.
Together, we dance in the light and bathe in the darkness.
Together, we disassemble the myth.
Together, we embody our Oneness.
Together. Never alone. Nor will we ever be.
Dust off your wings,
Set yourself Free.
I am an old woman, crazy (they say) as a loon.
Dancing in my bathrobe, howling at the moon.
Celebrating the One Love. Celebrating joy.
Finding the Sacred in the mystery.
The veil is thinning,
The illusion must be shown.
I’m a crazy old woman,
Come fly with me.