The sun shone brightly
as it cast its rainbow of brilliance
across the crystal clear water of the home of the swan.
She basked in its glory,
in its peace, its tranquility, its love.
The swan knew more than her ears allowed her to hear
Her heart sang songs of times of love, passion and a soul soaring high.
She knew her soul's message was her only truth.
The swan yearned to have the courage to listen,
listen to its warm, caressing, loving, impassioned love for her.
Her mate swam slowly and contentedly by, without even a stir
to the water's edge.
As she sang out, her mate looked toward her,
acknowledging her presence, her existence, her body as
her only being.
Promises had been made, relationships formed.
It was easy, it was then, it was now, it was a real unreality.
The swan allowed the heat of the sun to warm her
To embody her
To nourish her in ways only one other could.
But what of the sense of ease
The sense of commitment
The sense of complacency?
The sun spoke to the swan
with a vision of a goddess
One who only exists in true , unconditional love.
The vision felt wonderful to the swan
for she had tasted its love, its heart, its soul,
And knew that God had a master plan.
If only the swan could allow herself to feel, to believe, to love.
The swan reflected upon her life
The days of fun, laughter and mating
with her partner, her love, her then apparent light.
Did she dare hear her mate's call?
Should she allow herself to realize her mate's desire?
Entwined in a sea of insecurity, conditioned love, and routine
Deeply buried amongst the most beautiful of treasures
Lay the truth-
To love her mate, she would need to allow her to be free,
To soar, to become herself through a journey to find herself.
How could it be
that the swan who so deeply loved a goddess
of love, light, passion and ecstasy
could allow herself to believe that her mate's goddess awaited
In another place, another time,
and one which she would not find until the swan allowed
her to be free.
Copyright © 1999 Susan Faith.