There
Is philosophy
In the hives.
The snakes
Hiss to throw
Their rage
Over the
Soft soils.
They said
Not more than
seven hundred
On gallows
This time.
There
Is philosophy
In their verdict.
A scheme to
Spread massacre
Of brotherhood
peace and harmony
There
Is philosophy
To chew bones
Of their own.

She touched a tender spot in his heart,
and said she found a clot, the size
of a pin ***** of love, which said"Sorry,
this is old, healed well, forgot fully
what this scar said, once upon a time"

With a smile in which his soul reflected
he  said, "I live in the present, with you
forget the scars that would erase itself
and take one from a sad spots to a
place in consciousness, that will tell
how love heals and makes one whole.

To be in a love of that kind is all
what life can teach one.
Make oneself a receptive vessel
when heart is in fire, becoming sublime
await the shower, the moon splash, divine
fill the vessel to the brim, and rejoice
let it  liberate one from
all transient bonds restraining"

If I could be beside you in this moment
I'd gather all the stars suspended over California
and shove them in a bottle
that they would cast a gentle glow
to bathe our bodies as we lie
asleep, arms entangled with ourselves
blissful lips within each other's reach
hearts beating synchronized, harmonizing,
adding to the euphony of euphoria,
the anthem of togetherness.

Your eyes are telling a tale
Everywhere you go

Your steps are making rhythms
silent and slow

Your head was never high
Nor does your voice

Every tremble of your hands
Every quiver on your lips
I know.

Tripping on small stones,
The path of least resistance,
The path of tangled demise,
They said I was made of monsters,
Because I hid my face from the sun

He found a boundless sea inside  a diamond,
she keeps close to her soul, love pulsates in that ruby precious.
She wears an all -knowing smile, so ravishing,
when he gazes in to it, through her clear blue eyes.

He has seen memories that  quietly rest in her hive,
come searching for him, honeybees seeking the drops,
sweetness of the past inebriating at any time later.


We are wishes perennial of the people of yore,
who never ceased to love us
even after leaving the earth, for realms higher
echoes we are, from labyrinths of time
relayed from the timeless realm,
that appears after counting every universe existing there.