long after I felt it, I came to know
the best parts of me come to be
whenever you are close
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 11:28 AM UTC
I sit
In front of your gate I sit
Many of your walls clear the clouds
While other tops are underground
But there is no where else I'd rather be
In front of your gate
The place of sacred permission
All for a chance
A chance to behold
The source of your light
Very for its very warmth alone
Has captivated me
So I sit
Legs crossed
Spine straight
Palms open
Resting upon my knees
They are not stretch in tension
Yet
They
Go on...
Like fields of suflowers awaiting your light
My eyes are open but please believe me when I say
I need not sight to perceive your brightness
My ears are open
I dedicated to your speech
And the other
To my own heartbeat
Cause, the heart better understands
How silence speaks
And my soul
Has taken hold of my breathe
My tounge
My lips
So Love drips and it pours
Warm like summer rain
Oh guardian of the gate
You might have heard them say that
This one
Is a madman
And if Madness
is Love for the light we all have within
Then
I
Am a madman
And this madness
Is bliss
So if you wish
Put your swords upon my throat
Your spears to my heart
Arrows aimed at my head
I mind not
But please
Please
Allow me to sit here
Speaking of the madness that is light
And Love
But if you wish for me to leave
I will leave
Spine straight
Palms open
Like fields of sunflowers
Awaiting your light.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 8:30 PM UTC