Anamcara

“The Avalon of spring blooms sight upon my brow

A bow to steer the ship of the ages

Home

Past the clouds of mans making

Into the storm of pure earth

Her lightning bursts my mind into a new galaxy of star light

Her thunder shakes away any last dust of separation

Her rain melts my cells into an ocean of flowers

And she asks, “How long have you searched for what was never lost?”

How many bodies, how many stories, how many ages…

Your infinite faces

In the mirrored blade of eternity

Keep dividing, keep dividing

Searching for the one

I never wanted anything

That can be seen

Stare at the sun too long and everything turns to darkness

Calm after the storm

I offer my life

On the alter of the divine

To heal the great divide

Sacred Union

Heavenly Earth

Earthen Heaven

This pure Love pulls

The Lady of the Lake

To shore

She Lands

The stone melts

The sword released

The word restored

Unlocked from the cage of the heart divided

Twin flames made whole

Pick up your power

The war is over

Swords used to cut only divide

Use the sword not to slay

Instead use words as a blade of truth

To hold as a mirror

When the you that is me forgets

That which can never be lost

Anamcara

Peace be unto the children of the Earth

Power be to the peaceful

Power be to the peaceful

Power be to the peaceful

Golden grace make pure this race

Into our natural rainbow place

The bow after the storm

the Bridge across which we all come

Home”

-Dakota Chanel

Photography: Lisa Seed

Steward of the Japanese sword: Harry

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