Heaven and Earth Meet in Peace; Autumn's Song

 The King has placed his Queen upon her throne;

 masculine and feminine,

they form harmony in their union.

"I am Oneness"; Spirit says.

"I am Balance"; Earth responds.

"We are both one",

they see simultaneously.

A long conversation follows. 

Recognition sets in repeatedly. 

Banter about cunning 

and ironic laughter ensues.

 Two very wise mothers;

both quietly amused.

"We are the same."

boundaries are set,

roles to be played.

They agree that once

 this body has settled in,

(It needs to rest)

(There needs to be time to play,

it's good for the soul)

 the story will be told.

 It will be a saga sung in both their voices, 

in both their tongues

 by a one. 

They'll be heard in unison.

A little daughter of each sent in,

followed by their heros.

Two wee females, unawares,

as bait for the masculine of the other.

A sacrifice of identity of both, 

feeling so abandoned and so alone. 

One hidden, 

one exposed.

They woke the males up to one-another

and themselves so alone.

 Their story will be told.

A left hand flaps up and down 

as a sign of "yes".

A right hand repeats the gesture now

 without duress.

A sign of agreement

 from them both.

Now we let it all to flow.

Source interweaves the two 

and finds the one,

the song to know,

and be it's host.

-by Stacey Marie Bourdeau

AKA Autumn

AKA Crystal Morningstar