Oh Soul so tender
How You flinch at my touch
A purplish glow
Replaces the light
Revealing the bruises
Inflicted by
Life
Why choose this suffering?
Divine creator
of chaos
I cry…
And I plead
Take me back to the beginning
Oh how I yearn to know!
I am willing
Heart wide open
Listening…
Waiting…
For enlightenment
to unfold
Love…by blissbait and coal
I finally figured it out
perhaps i always knew
love is not
love’s everything
what we think
beneath our thoughts
it is
it is
love is a journey
a journey
back and forth
in and out
through time’s
of time’s
endless roll
infinite laugh
the stuff that makes
the fluid samba
our hearts light and bold
of our weightless hearts
to care
embraces
and accept
and accepts
whatever it is
everything
that is thrown
in its path
and make light
and is not capable
of our crazy
of seeing the madness
mind’s eye
we project onto the world
love is the joy
love is the joy
of traveling the sky
of being our divine selves
whilst in our beds
while walking through this dream
with eyes closed
with eyes closed
waiting for the morn
waiting for the morn
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Words dancing on riplets of inspiration -
Steps light yet laden with sweet memory of Truth -
moving to the music the Universe sings.
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Great poem – I love it – especially the shadowing of the first lines, like the subconscious talking (what we know all along but don’t want to see to closely).