Standing at the edge of time before my Divine Creator.
Craving the innocent wholeness of my soul, and I ask.
What will bring me back to myself?
Call back the shattered pieces of your heart.
They have been the stars for infinity.
If I gather these stars from the night, how will others see?
This is your illusion dear one.
These stars are your wholeness.
Then you will find the divine lover that awaits you....
~ Shelley Moore 2/17/2017