Love in the Dark of Winter

In the deepest of Winter, 

In the darkest of Dark,

Comes a Light that can lead us, 

To ourselves - with a mark.

This mark is something,

We see not with our eyes,

But with true inner knowing

That lives with the wise.

Not something we buy,

Or find in a store,

It is something we discover

That is so much more.

It is something that feeds us

And makes us whole,

It is something that shines,

From the depth of our soul.

In the deepest of Winter, 

in the darkest of Dark,

Comes a tonic that lights us, 

and heals us- Hark!

It is Shining, Peaceful Love, 

in its multitude of faces,

That leads us to ourselves, 

with all our many graces.

Love that changes Dark into Light

Love that delivers with an Angel’s might

Love in the form of a White-Light Dove

Love that in the form of Infinite Love.

Love that is you, Love that is me

Love that is always meant to be.

Flowing, flowing with infinite grace 

Into our Hearts from Divine Holy Space.