Once upon that time with ease you flowed to me,
On you eyes I laid and soaked
what truths your soothing voice
in essence pure conveyed.
Paths again may never cross,
but this to you I wish to say,
your faith in what the mind may choose,
planted courage in life’s way.
In your words I found freedom,
In your arms I found hope.
In your silence I suffered.
In your absence I thought.
Since, partitions have shattered
and rays through so beautifully shine,
as purpose in liberty forcelessly grows
and strength in your words forever shall lie.
The rain of today
brings winds before of yesterday
and where the sun tomorrow may lie
strikes but a moment
as your touch upon mine
seldom in future and past may lay.
Tomorrow may shine on yesterday’s flurry,
but, embrace me, love!
Drink me, never but today forever,
those temporal torrents diluting
as through you I flow
and in us deliverance sustain.
To feel that one is one they
ought to be;
Rooting through ground and
flowing from spaces delivered.
to open out
and breathe what restful patience
to orchestrate within decides.
Holding not, permitting but
To draw in undulation and in bliss.
To pause from love and take one’s break,
To fret alone, alone to shake,
To think about what’s there to make
And love not so for love’s own sake.
To rest the self and feel the space,
To love but once a many face,
To see how aimless is the chase
And bring to light the truthful trace.
To trust love’s purpose and its place,
To praise its whims with patient grace,
To draw the line, then to retrace
And faith in ease and life to place.
It flows in her
(the sacral that drifts)
as mystery upon her palms unfurls.
Aeons of current, unbroken,
moving no time
and through space unabating.
‘Unease, I feel you.’
To see by the thread
that life on her bequests,
standing alone in the boundless, consumed;
scared by the depth unexplored
and sacred in vastness released.
She swims in a vastness which drifts
And within its essence caresses;
In a love of past lives, uncovered,
Through rhythm and motion and boundless expanse.
So it becomes
(her advance of no mould)
In uncertainty covered and tension released,
As she swims through the vastness
(Swallowed by it)
And her fondness softly embraces.
She swims in the pond of driving desires
Deep and vast as it is.
Deep and vast as the skin and the touch
She praises and folds ’round another.
Enchanted, the moon wraps her light,
Plump and round as it is.
Plump and round as her mind, in flow,
Releases the body’s desire.
Her and the moon draw the thin string
Perilous and tender it is.
Perilous and tender as the love in the stars
That so easily never could be.
The moon on a pond, illuminates her –
Loving and gentle she is.
Loving and gentle as the line that she draws
Shimmering brightly for those who can see.