The honesty of a human Being. The sorrow, the joy, the mistakes, the choices, the path, the destiny, the spirituality, highs and the lows, the yin and the yang, the unbalanced balance, the imperfect perfection, the fucking Oneness.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Silent silhouettes
Their silhouettes danced on the walls projected by candlelight
Like an old movie
Silent
Yet loud
Volumes spoken in nakedness
With closed lips
Geometric shapes
Painted in cloudy blackness
As the shadows whispered
Curves
That connected with
Light
Politely caressing the moment
With natural heat
And simultaneously
Remaining chill
Calm
The arch so perfected
As if created for This
This Moment
Only to come Once
Here
And so quickly gone
Only to create another
Magical memory
Tips of hands
Reading her skin
Like hieroglyphs
Decoding
Her souls language
Speechless
As spirit speaks
With the help of no mouth
Or tongue
Just the power of the hug
Open
So very open
Whole heartedly surrendering
Offering
From god to goddess
Goddess to God
Worship
Endless appreciative worship
As the shadows on the walls
Told their tale
Like mimes
Mute
Yet so much to say
So much to show
So powerful
The flames on the wick
Remain unmoved
At peace
With moment
One with the moment
One with the Now
The love
The shadows
The scene of Lovers
Loving Lovers
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