Sunday, March 29, 2015

Undying Passion

There's so much I'd like to say,
But I've said so much in the past,
That I'd rather keep it all to myself.

I've broken every resolution,
I've gone back on every decision,
I've changed my beliefs,
Regarding Us.
I've given up on understanding
You and Me.

I miss you,
But not like a lover misses another.

I miss you like a ghost misses living,
I long for you like a free diver longs for air,
I want you like a prisoner wants freedom,
I love you like Rumi loved Shams;
Unconditionally, incomprehensibly,
Uncontrollably, ineffably.

I love you in God consciousness,
With eternal peace,
With immeasurable joy,
I love you with all I am, was, and hope to be.

In a constant state of slow gravity,
Completely detached from everything around me.
I feel like I've lost something of great value,
But I'm not sure if it is love, time or a part of me.

My body is a feather floating on air,
And I can hear my heart beating,
Slow, fearing the wind's direction,
Longing for my resting place,
Envisioning a perfect landing on your heart-- 
To see, to smell, to feel the beloved near. 

There's so much I'd like to say,
But I've said so much in the past,
That I'd rather keep it all to myself.

A.M

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