Friday, September 2, 2011

Cup of Nectar

Apricot Nectar - Oil by  Lyn Diefenbach 


Bitter sweet cup of agony and
ecstasy. Two lovers intertwined blesses
and receives, the eternal dance of life.

The vessel is pierced, thick juice of sacred fruit
bitter-sweet fills my cup, slowly blends with
my tears of desire, moving
up as one, pungent nectar,
exquisite drink of paradise, blooming
with God’s crowning glory, a perfumed
garden, faces turned to the sun, offering
nectar to the golden bee.

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