You see I love my husband with such feelings...feelings that I have never felt before in my life. There are no words to describe them...as they are all jumbled... one upon another upon another...and even intermingling and intertwining...If you could imagine the way two old trees would look standing side by side...so close...branches touching each other...spreading out within one another...Underneath the earths surface the two sets of roots through "time" become twind togehter. Masked from all those who cannot see...one tree they have become.
So it is that when my husband...my ying is looking at me through tired worn eyes...when in this mirror I see a soul feeling sadness, I become a black pit....so open. Sensing all without words.
My ruler, my gaurdian, Venus... watching... swoops donward fast like an owl in the night... reaching fiercly so... while taking us within... pulling us up into her talons. Smiling upon me and my love.
I feel safe with with my ying, my love, my husband... riding the wind,as we are in her strong grasp. She will continue to soar along the stars with the light of the moon as her guide... keeping our hearts basked in pure clean white light of the mother moon... as the darkness that is night wraps its warm blanket upon us...so we can make love safely. Two becoming one. For I could not be yang without my ying...