Within my self, a thousandfold emotive lions. Around my being, a million manifold eclipses, smiles and heartbeats. Light. Dangerously bright. Shadows, delirious and delicious. Strange romantic cravings. Fantastical stories and dreams. Something is in the wind, in the breeze. A silent wisdom speaks, hums slowly louder, unfolds us. Peacefulness is so near, at times reached. Ever there. Ever here.
Somethings pulls tenderly. A familiar symmetry. Bubble-thought and weightless heart, suddenly I'm everything.
What does it take, creating me? Do it, friend. I'm eager to be born.
Whispering linens, spores of sweat and tendrils of your hair, streaming all about you in your sleep.
I watch the night you keep. A shadow self, my lonesome wanderer - my effortless loving of you,
how I'd hold you if I could.
Destiny and legacy, words I use not easily. I think of you, something neutral and unassuming in your being.
There's a tall wall, and a lock and a seal, and I still think of you, past the clouds, past the line
dividing your heart from mine, it feels still near, I'm reckless, useless, clumsy,
with you far.
Won't the daylight bring you again?
A mystery, folded into harmony, holding my hand, it's transparent at a glance.
Leaves, their skeletal lines, the air on the branches of the trees, all the ease
with which I remember you. Still see your essence where you sat,
not two hours ago. Not yet removed from my iris blot, from my map and chart
of your sweet face, your laugh and your grace.
"Our world is in crisis because of the absence of consciousness. And so to whatever degree any one of us, can bring back a small piece of the picture and contribute it to the building of the new paradigm, then we participate in the redemption of the human spirit, and that after all is what it's really all about."
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