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Divine Love Prose and Poetry by Mario

 
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MORNING ADORATION

Now the real sun has risen on the horizon

the golden sun of my joy

over the ocean of ecstatic waves

come walk with me at the beach

stepping through the white sand of pure ecstatic love

liberated from all shame or fear

dancing as the dolphins of a new day

mother earth was weeping for

children as happy as a waterfall

singing the song of unity ... oneness ... with every drop

that is tingeling on their sensual skin

opening cascades of colours

and symphonies sung by the stars

laughter of innocence fill the air

with purified hearts in the river of eros

my love she knows who she is

opening the secrets in her beloved

embracing the light of his devotion

serving the priest in the king

blessing this divine connection in communion with God

I love you beyond all understanding

I love you as wisdom's golden ray

I love you more than love itself

I love you while life is present here and now

I love you as the wife god has created

for the breath of my birth is you

~YOUR BELOVED MARIO~


DEVOTED TO MY GODDESS

I feel so happy my love ... woke up wrapped by your loveliful heart garden love and a smile on your face as we would wake up having the rising sun over the ocean and listening to the waves of your breath, while the warm ocean waves play with our feet ... our being together is created by temple love that had called us since we were brought together ... and now it has come the time to be lived and celebrated by our promise to be devoted to celestial love ... expressing through our being on earth as a divine couple ... how much I love you ... all the colours and words getting form by the feelings for life through your true heart ... how much I enjoy those forms in its beauty and intention ... and your body the expression of this love vibrating in ecstatic joy and understanding ... light as a butterfly and true as a song of the birds in the morning ... intense as a passionated Tiger ... while our dance is abandoned to the loving arms and kisses given by the uncountable lips of the universe ... all flowing through me in golden smiles of adoration for the playful goddess girl in our eternal kingdom of love ... I don't want to miss not one breath and word or smile given by the priestess revealing her secretes to all the men and women while touching her eternal lover as the one in the all ... the king feels so honored ... so he bows his spirit to be the servant a true king is ready for to serve love ... without fear to be misused ... this dimension of being born in the presence of the one who stepped into our life as the celestial gift ... the reconditioned female creativity is lifting up every particle in the three dimensional world to vibrate again in her unconditioned love as her nature ... sing my love ... dance my love ... you are recognized as this huge light being ... expressing even in every little cricket's song as an angelic song ... ears learned to listen are fascinated and step through this gate ... etheric worlds in new ways to embrace the spirit, open their spheres of inner temples and everlasting joy ... every moment is new and fresh and the same time save and comfortable ... this worlds are created in trust and through the reality of the only reality ever had been created by the breath of God ... unconditional love ... M&M is in awareness ... born by the sacred oneness ... in this holy flow of spirit ... that God loves to play in our garden of devoted joy ... let us drink this dew ... which the night of lovers has spread over the meadows and flowers ... as the nectar of your deepest sighs in our love ... every morning this world is offering all her children to get out and gather those drops in the heart of those flowers ... while they stretch their whole being into the sun ... you are this moonchild my magic sun rays where waiting for ... call my name and I'll be there ... to warm up the waters of your ecstatic joy ... I feel embraced by a garden that smiles to me .... pulsating warmth and love as the heart of hearts is beating the rhythm of her dancing children ...



WORDS TO A FRIEND

LOVING A WOMAN HAS ANOTHER QUALITY THAN TELLING HER THE TRUTH - THE TRUTH OF LOVING HER HAS A DEEPER VIBRATION - AND BRINGS FORTH THE REALITY OF TRUTH EVEN STRONGER - EVEN BRIGHTER - AFTER KNOWING - IS LOVING - AND LOVING HAS A QUALITY OF SILENCE -
IF THERE IS STILL A VISION OF BEING TOGETHER - THE KNOWING OF HEART CAN TELL - THEN ADORATION WILL BE THE KEY - EROS  STARTS WITH ADORATION OF BEAUTY THAT CAN BE SEEN - IN THE EYES OF THE LOVER YOU'RE WITH - THIS FIRE OF ADORATION HAS ALWAYS TO BE THE CORE OF OUR INTENTIONS AS LOVERS - ADORATION TO GOD - TO LIFE - TO THE LOVER YOU ARE WITH - THERE IS NO OTHER DEEPER MYSTERY OF LIFE TO BE EXPERIENCED - AS LOVING GOD IN YOUR LOVER - IN SILENCE - AND LET THE INNER WORLD SPEAK TO YOUR HEART - THE STORIES OF LOVE THAT ARE JUST TO PRECIOUS FOR WORDS - BECAUSE ANYWAY IT IS NOT TO BE EXPRESSED - SEE THE LIGHT IN YOUR LOVERS EYES AGAIN - AND TOUCH THE UNTOUCHABLE IN HER BREATH - BREATHE LIFE AGAIN AS A LOVER - AND YOUR JOY WILL TELL NEW STORIES - INTO THE NEXT SPIRAL OF HEAVENLY FULFILLMENT - NO ALTER CELEBRATES A PRAYER MORE SACRED THAN A HEARTBEAT OF YOUR LOVER - DO YOU STILL REMEMBER THIS?

APRIL 14th 2009


THE REBEL

The rebel has left his package on a rock while he is walking through the high mountains and just left it there for another one who needs to step into this expression to grow ... the rebel left it all behind and acceptance had become his heartbeat ... to walk on what ever is received or not ... with every step touching this path, mother earth and the spirit of the highlands ... let a flower grow ... also if no one ever will be astonished about the beauty of the mountains ... it is natural that he walks on to celebrate this thin air ... and the scent of lovers who walked that path ... the path to the highlands ... somewhere up there ... on the peek shall be a gate ... acceptance for what ever there is ... so they say is the key ... down there in the valley they are busy to establish compromises ... the air  is thin but filled by songs of those who are waiting ... that there is a heart that responds to the rebel that has left his package on a rock ... the heart who sees the flowers on the rock ... and loves to respond to the one who is walking through thin air ...