Beautiful Stranger

I went looking for a beautiful stranger,
With a little gold fire in my shoes.
Night opened up her turquoise doorway,
And the heavens came pouring through.

I heard the Dear Ones singing above me,
Every voice like a ribbon of flame!
“Come a little closer, child of the mystery—
You already know Love’s name.”

I went looking for a beautiful stranger—
Love was looking for you.
Past the moon, past the trembling blue—
Love was carrying you.

The beautiful stranger was Love.
Love, calling me home.
The beautiful stranger was the Beloved.
I was never alone.
The beautiful stranger was I and I.
One light shining through.
The beautiful stranger was you.
I saw the holy in you.

The Holy…
The Love
In You
In You

Crimson morning broke like a promise,
Golden thunder rolled through my bones.
Every star was a lamp in the window,
Every light saying, “Come back home.”

I followed a song with no beginning,
I followed a road with no end.
And every time I lost the music,
The music found me again.

Then the Master of Love stood before me—
No crown, no sword, no throne.
Just a face I had known forever,
And a voice I had always known.

I went looking for a beautiful stranger—
Love was looking for you.
Through the fire, through the deep midnight—
Love came walking through.

The beautiful stranger was Love.
Love, calling my name.
The beautiful stranger was the Beloved.
The singer inside the flame.
The beautiful stranger was I and I.
One heart, beating true.
The beautiful stranger was you.
All this time, it was you.

It was you.
Your beautiful heart.
It was always you!

I climbed till the stars were below me,
Till the earth was a turquoise stone.
I called to the edge of forever,
“Tell me why I have come so far from home.”

The Dear Ones laughed like water,
Like bells in a crimson sky:
“You can travel the whole of creation,
But Love is the traveler inside.”

So I opened my hands to the silence,
I opened my mouth to the song.
And the breath that had carried me outward
Had been carrying me home all along.

Who lit the fire?
Who raised us higher?
Who opened the door?
Who were we searching for?

The Master of Love!

Where does Love live?
Everywhere!
When does Love arrive?
Love is already here!
Who wears your face?
The Master of Love!
Who fills this place?
The Master of Love!

Love in the low notes,
Love in the high.
Love in the dust
and the wheels of the sky.
Love in the thunder,
Love in the dove.
Love in the many,
Love in the One.

Love is the question.
Love is enough.
Love is the darkness.
Love is the sun.
Love is the pilgrim.
Love is the road.
Love is the welcome.
Love is the home.

I went looking—
Love came looking.
I went calling—
Love called too.
I crossed the whole sky—
Just to find out—
Love was leading me to you.

I went looking for a beautiful stranger…
You were never far away.
I went looking for a beautiful stranger…
You were with me all the way.

I looked in the gold—
Love was there.
I looked in the blue—
Love was there.
I looked in the crimson—
Love was there.
Then I looked at you—
Love was everywhere!

The beautiful stranger is Love.
Love, calling us home.
The beautiful stranger is the Beloved.
We were never alone.
The beautiful stranger is I and I.
One light shining through.
The beautiful stranger is you.
I see the holy in you.
In You
In You
In You