Infinitely Beautiful
Tonight the Beloved
called me by name.
An infinite sea of stars
spun from Her lips.
One flashed,
dazzling to the eye,
in its shimmering surface
I beheld a reflection
of my Soul.
I dare not speak
of the beauty of it
for all the words surely
flew from my heart
in that moment
and left me breathless.
You too, friend,
are like this – a
glimmering reflection
of infinite beauty
spun from
the breath
of the Beloved.
That you should
know this
is all
that He desires.
ABOUTÂ SHANNON CROSSMAN
Shannon Crossman learned the hard way that untapped creative energy casts a helluva shadow, so she crafts her sanity with her hands daily. Nothing excites (or frustrates) her more than a blank page, fresh ball of yarn, or pile of foodstuffs – all waiting to be transformed into bits of deliciousness. Words are, and have always been, her way back home. She is a writer, artist, technical wizard, public speaker, witch, priestess, gluten free baker, time-bender, and COO who happens to possess a degree in Transpersonal & Somatic Psychology. She’s a mama and grandma to a gaggle of wild girls who make her heart happy. When she’s out in the business world she’s figuring out how to make things faster, more efficient, and automating the hell out automating the hell out of sh*t. Shannon still believes in magic, craves the ocean like a land-locked mermaid, and dreams of a life without shoes.
