Here we meet again

It is night bliss: grace and a chorus of angels rejoicing in the message to be told.

It is dream: so mighty, so real, it feels like prophecy. Don’t ask for recognition to be explained. The vision will be revealed in time.

It is written: we are like water, flowing wildly as rivers only to meet at sea. Here we merge. Dance beyond, never to be separated.

It is known:  from the height of these mountains, unmistakable. The birds have seen it already. Tonight their song echoes in our hearts that which cannot be otherwise:

 Here we meet again.