Awake We were awake and together we were counting every inch of the love with those silent stars I was dying for love but love was inside me

and now We reach morning in the glittery arms of love and behold every moment of the painful birth of light I saw the last light of the star was a kiss for the healing of separation which was bestowed on the light of love Standing in the presence of light Love and me in unity He in me and I in him.