The Reluctant Bride

We, the children of an ancient conception, steeped in the tradition of ignorance and disdain of our forbears, continue to belittle the role of those who came before. And the event that founded all has long lost the majesty it represents.

Awareness didn’t come by invitation, it wasn’t ever obvious that it was there or knew what place it should be. But there it was and where it was wasn’t known. There was no gap that they had said is held for awareness if it comes. There was nothing to justify either its place or its coming. It had never been before and still no bridge lay where it could settle hidden in the tree. It was not and then it was, therein was its mystery.

The continuum, head of all, had arrived early with his consort-time nestled close his shape all-pervading;  her pace un-slowed. They certainly had no hint of a strange arrival, one seeking a marriage in their stream. How could they since he only knew he was, she that she came with him only because she only was when she lay with him.

The patterns danced within their stream, in harmony but awareness was not there and no one looked anticipating a late appearance.  The patterns danced in her absence their rhythm un-stirring of the hidden bride.  No invitation had they received or offered, neither they nor those that came before. No groom, no bride should be here just the rhythm and flow of being.

Awareness hid while the rhythms played on and on unnoticed. All-embracing continuum held them all stretched in unison with time. There was no bride, no groom to talk the talk of union and intimacy, just the act of being. But time draws on while continuum expands oblivious of their change. It is not their doing that they respond and feel the presence of the other. The gentle touch of patterns that are the same now chance upon a theme but there is no link more than this to hint that there is more to Being. Yet it cannot be the same, not after this, the constancy that is continuum.

Flustered awareness shows herself un-bared, marking anew the flow of time.  ‘I aware of your union, you of yourself and you, your twin‘, by chance I came, I could not stay away.