Shadow Walker

 

Why, do the readings 

    Most often tell me of you, 

"My Divine Masculine"? 

Why do you both remind me so much of one another, 

  a Triple Flame, my heart beating with you two,

  Yet so entirely different? 

              Why? 

Why did you leave us? 

Why didn't you confess to me? 

Why couldn't you love me enough as a friend, to bare me the respect of truth and decency,  instead of the play? 

I think I know... 

   But it is not the same 

Coming out of your words, and your lips, and your heart, and your mouth. 

I have tasted this destiny, here, minus you.  It is many complexities layered up, 

And it is also void still, 

  Of half my heart. 

I tasted you too. For moments in between, 

  Out here and out there. 

You left it so broken, and bruised, and shattered...

  It makes no sense at all, 

That I could miss you, so potently. 

But is IS remarkable. All this time. Still loving the essence of you, once shared, now only 

a transient and shape-shifting lot of memories. 

I am aware, I do not know how well we might love one another. 

Also, aware, that I do. 

It might take learning, and patience,

But I have no doubt that through it, 

I would only fall more deeply with you. 

And I can not imagine anything deeper than this, but perhaps the depth is only my point of view, 

As these waters run deep in knowledge, the intuition of us, but I can not expect you to see through 

That hue. 

I shall not expect anything at all, 

As you have been a shadow walker. 

Shadow walker. 

In the light, I dare the truth willingly, 

  with all the risk of brazen plight and sacrificing myself- 

I was always the third hand on the dagger with you two. 

and that is where I have dwelled at my every risk, 

  breaking my own world...

And breaking it for you.