"candlight" poems
Isn't this strange?
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Your fingers glide over my expansive flesh
Raising goosebumps where they left
Doesn't this feel good? You say,
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Yes it does, I whisper
As we try to wrap our bodies closer
You cling to me
Two strangers touching strangers skin
We breathe together, gazes locked
I love yous should be on our lips
But we only just met
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Perhaps we simulate the stranger,
The one we wish we were really with
Your skin is a glow in warm yellow light
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Careful of the romantics of your body in candlight
After all, we were strangers at the beginning of the night.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
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**Dialogue and Oratory Between
SPT and Nat:**
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***At the Intersection of
Perfection & Beauty,
By Blue Candlight***
~~~
come let us by and by,
soon meet,
under blue moon candle lit sky,
at this worthy intersection of
beauty and perfection,
be together,
contained,
yet unconstrained
let us speak of what
we see and sense,
come to come
to know,
of what does not appear
in this world easy readily,
what lies between
two points,
sharing,
needy of,
crossing destination revelations
*It's said of beauty,
once uncovered and
gazed upon whole,
be visible only at the
bottom of the bin of the
picked-threw,
it was here, where, perfection
once was lost
and may yet now be found,
where souls,
singled and singed,
seek to find of,
the perfection lost,
the untarnished beauty
within ones self
from the meadow can be seen
The Field Where Wonderment Grows,
wild is the bounty of colored beauty
then
and only there,
can oan one,
locate, judge and
accept
what never departs
a self*
at the road'meeting point,
at our time and place
appointed,
arrived but come
disappointed,
crossed and creased
by the journeys
travels and travails,
burnt blind,
eyes by life's headwinds,
singled and singed,
and the mind disbelieves, doubts,
the existence verily,
of the locale,
beauty & perfection
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
The Sadhana of God's Love
is a blissful employment
from rising sunlit tides of dawn
to iridescent dusk
my hymn floods
the rubescent horizon
Spending time with You,
Divine Self
soothes the furrowed brow
heals the broken heart
Lilac shadows steal through the
Prayer room
delicate footprints
Gods and Goddesses
make their presence
known
Happily I ignite
warm, inviting glow
candlight and camphor incense
while settling down softly
in
the blue meditation chair
my gaze ascends
venerated, timeless vedic scriptures
unfold
beautiful words, fragrant pinions
waft through the universe
recalling God's majesty and glory
Hari
!
Your myriad names and leelas
a glorious testament, celebration
to all that is good and virtuous
dances
across my japa mala
anointing body, mind and spirit
with true peace
Gossamer wings brush
past my flushed face
shimmering in the quicksilver luminosity
I feel You so radiantly near
Yes, it is possible
with dedicated devotion
and spiritual practice
for us to experience the
ineffable Presence of God
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 11:54 AM UTC
wind rattling the windows
while rain drenches all
blucat prowling
checking window and doors
the small boy snuggles
and listens to dreams
mothers and father
play scrabble, by candlight
the storm has won,
the electricity has gone
and now lights up
the clouded sky
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 6:59 AM UTC