WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

CELESTIAL SURRENDER 
The velvet dark of clustered stars now binds us tight, 
A cinching constellation to this tribute of love, a burning rite. 
These words I offer, honed not just by sight, 
But by the slow, deep press of life's relentless tide— 
Each scar, each shift, a teasing curve I've learned to trace.
They are not stumbling blocks, but polished stones,
 Set out and waiting for your barefoot grace. 
Stepping-stones to heights we yearn to reach, 
To touch a brighter sky that aches and unfurls 
Only when our bodies meet to become one. 
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI