Monday, October 15, 2012

White petals...

Strange that everything is light like air!
Flowing winds, carrying my thoughts along,
And myself along, take me
Through all the seven hidden worlds
Until I could smell the perfumes
Drizzling from your embellished hairs,
Embellished in natures finest petals.
This world is no more an illusion in the eyes!
It is but a illusion wherein I walk
Emptied, nascent and free
With nothing tracing my existence.
I'm both here and trascent-
Here- for your presence filled me
With the vital forces that carry me.
Yet eternal for my senses are sanctified
Feeling you and all that's yours!
And that which solely belongs to myself
Belongs not anymore for my soul disowned me
For your sake. Wish I that I shall find
There at your bosom, a refuge till all ends...

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