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This poem is about the most magical kind of romantic bonding between two hearts…

The one that teaches us that love is infinite, knows no fear, sadness or rejection. It knows no boundaries and is able to be no matter what. That kind of love waits for nothing, doesn’t ask or demands. It only is.

The Sun Shines on Sacred Unions
by Sophie Gregoire

The sun is bright
Golden and Blue
As are you.

There were
a million deaths, for sure,
But love never dies.
We are the evidence of that.

The sacred shield.

Beyond the thread of all,
The back and forth,
We have never been.

I recall the sun
Our sunny days,
The rousing melodies.
But the past is nothing
Compared to,
What love will be.

We have risen
Above the oceans, the seas
Bigger than doubts
Fears, slow symphonies
And dark notes.
Bigger than time,
Than space
Bigger than life itself,
I believe.

Yes we are
Together and free,
Stronger than everything

The golden shield.

If love were a song,
That would be your

If love could move
Like colors,
It would be a rainbow
Shining,  as is your smile,
Bigger than the sky.

If love were a game,
It would be us
Running as children
Across green country.
The trees are asking
Who will catch
The other, and when

If love were art
It would be your hands
And me
My skin
My lips,
And the curves of my hair
Your most successful painting,
Our most powerful art
The most promising,

The sacred shield.

The throne
In my heart,
Shekhina lives her life,
And strangely
She almost doesn’t
What rainbows sound like
Worry or wonder.

But the divine feminine
Knows no endings.

She just Is.

Queens belong to the Sun
No matter what.
And love is,
And Shekhina remains
The golden shield.

Sophie Gregoire is often found contemplating an idea or how to explain a new concept, with a notebook and pencil in hand. She is an independent soul who loves to ponder over our world and humankind. She loves writing to transform her endless thoughts into some kind of reality and traveling both faraway and deep within her heart and mind. Sophie savors coffee, encounters, yoga and meditation, with her cat as her greatest muse. Connect with Sophie on Facebook or more about Sophie here. 

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