While clearing through my notes today, I found a silly loving poem I wrote for someone I deeply cared for 2 years ago. What a beautiful way to peacefully let go with the innocence of being children.
These days, in my solitude, I am a blanket to the lovemaking of the sun and moon rising and setting. I am lulled to sleep under the bright white light of night. I am thrilled by the lights twinkling in the dark. I dance with passion while the rain soaks my skin and clothes. I am quenched by the water of the sky. My feet kiss the earth while it responds with more through butterflies. Flowers fall from trees to woo me on the path. The cool wind wraps itself around me in a loving embrace in union with my Beloved.
Letting go of questions, of anger, fear, doubt, pain, what if's. There is a beautiful person to walk with on the road ahead when the time is right.
Every New Dawn
every new dawn
there is that tender moment
of waking up fresh
from a dreaming journey
we sailed together
as we tuck ourselves under
the blanket of stars
fnuggling
and we continue under the hot sun
meeting strangers that keep
us (hiding afraid)
in conversations
in whispers
in unspoken monologues
thought by thought building
that wall
are you there oh beautiful soul?
how beautiful we dissolve
with bells of laughter
just as the dusk
this silliness my little boy
we are
but children.
For R
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