So... what happened? Pretty much everything that wise being had told me would happen.
After stepping into the infinitely burning fires of the Phoenix I was born here,
the the moon had turned blood red, having hidden in the shadow of the Earth. At
age seventeen I wrote the song that called her to me, it's hidden on this site, and
the Earth woman came and found me.

When she walked by me, I felt immediately that I knew her, though I didn't remember
where I'd seen her before. It was a mighty soul that had sent shivers down my body.
She sat down not far from me and gazed at me. My friends who were with me kept telling
me that this beautiful woman was staring at me and I didn't believe them at first, but
then, she came right up and began to talk to me and I was in awe. I had never seen a
woman more beautiful than any sky, more beautiful than all the galaxies in the universe.

We fell instantly in love again, and on our first night together we went to that
mighty river and we sat and stared into each other's eyes until I could see her entire
life and your entire universe. After a few hours lost in her, the eagle spirit appeared
over me. He told me that I must love all of the women that I was seeing because all
that I was seeing was all of her and I must promise to love all of this woman. I told
the eagle spirit that I did love all of her and then I was compelled to ask her to
marry me. And I did. She gave me the prayer she had woven for me to awaken me and I
spent 17 days receiving the epic poem from the depths of the universe that I was to give
to her. When I was done she gave me the token of a vanishing people, a fragment of
pottery from the Anasazi people... and said "Mykul, here is your answer: Yes!"

We spent the next few months enjoying our young and magical love. However, we were
both perhaps too young and did not realize the value of this true love.
It came to be that she was called by her family to help take care of an ailing
family member and so left me to travel to the desert. Not long after she left, I traveled
three days to be with her, but being young I felt weak and lost. The financial pressures
on Earth, especially in the desert were great. After failing to find a way to support
myself, much less my true love, I left her early one morning. Crawling through a window,
I looked back and kissed her as she stood on the other side of it. I then traveled to
Phoenix on Earth and bonded again with the sky, traveling thousands of miles on my friend
the wind back to the field of the spring. I thought there I could work and save up money
to go back and be with her, but we tragically lost contact with each other. The last
thing that she said to me, "I love you Mykul." And I told her I loved her as well.

For seventeen years I had been a writer and musician, preparing to receive the poem, but
then that power vanished like the Anasazi. I began a long journey where all I did was
study the songs of the Earth, but I couldn't create my own. I had no more poetry or
stories to write. I simply became a performer.

Being young I thought that is how love would always be, I had no idea how wrong I was.
I looked but I was not to find love again. Is it better to have loved and lost? I felt
it was, I held that love in my heart, knowing that somewhere out there was someone
who loved me. But I had lost sight of my very purpose for being on Earth.

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