"Look at me sweet light, come make my inner eyes yours
light me up, I am the universe, spanning light years across
galaxies of desire and the renunciation at altissimo, the peak
disentangle the strands, liberate, to my abode let me go back
How long I've been sitting in meditative wait, for your caresses
for that divine touch that'd trigger ecstasy in multiples"
My journey is recorded in shades
of light and darkness, it's essence
returns to the flow eternal, dissolves.
I am the remembrance of nights
colored by sad, pale, soft moon light
that keeps watch to million secrets
preserved in double helix, passed over as
codes that keep on telling stories from
time immemorial,still kept safe within,
which is my zen 'kon' to contemplate
and erupt in enlightenment, my right.
I am melancholy light, driven away
when sea blue drinks sun at last, liquefied,
every tree top then one'd find covered
with fire flies that play an orchestra,
in an ascending wave, touching
the acme,then comes down rolling and dies.
We lived in a land of unimagined beauty
only a bit of it our conscious mind receives
that anointed us all it has, rain and wind
fog, ice and sleet,the warmth of summer,
remember the way winter made us tenderly
shiver together, as if we are explorers of a
world,we created and dissolve as we return.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC
"Look at me sweet light, come make my inner eyes yours
light me up, I am the universe, spanning light years across
galaxies of desire and the renunciation at altissimo, the peak
disentangle the strands, liberate, to my abode let me go back
How long I've been sitting in meditative wait, for your caresses
for that divine touch that'd trigger ecstasy in multiples"
My journey is recorded in shades
of light and darkness, it's essence
returns to the flow eternal, dissolves.
I am the remembrance of nights
colored by sad, pale, soft moon light
that keeps watch to million secrets
preserved in double helix, passed over as
codes that keep on telling stories from
time immemorial,still kept safe within,
which is my zen 'kon' to contemplate
and erupt in enlightenment, my right.
I am melancholy light, driven away
when sea blue drinks sun at last, liquefied,
every tree top then one'd find covered
with fire flies that play an orchestra,
in an ascending wave, touching
the acme,then comes down rolling and dies.
We lived in a land of unimagined beauty
only a bit of it our conscious mind receives
that anointed us all it has, rain and wind
fog, ice and sleet,the warmth of summer,
remember the way winter made us tenderly
shiver together, as if we are explorers of a
world,we created and dissolve as we return.
Let's try to summerize the adventure we are in
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