this restlessness that invades me inside out and makes me feel i am waiting for a storm brewing, far and yet so close, i can feel drops of water caressing my face and the freshness of the breeze blowing across my heart, i don't know where it will take me, this force 9, but i do know that i don't know and perhaps that is a beginning......
i want to lie and and rest my face on the wet green grass and feel the dew drops rolling from the branches above on my skin, the earth that is ocean and sky at the same time enveloping me in its arms.......
i write and let my fingers fly, the story will take shape and form one day....
who knows what will be discovered or where these words will lead, what door will open and what treasures it will reveal......
I feel like an adventurer, exploring the landscape of my soul.....
there is something beautiful in following the thread of words and holding trust inside as to their destination,
not knowing has got power of its own.....
some new energy is taking birth, i can feel it coming in soft waves, trying to reach ashore, but not there yet......
there is so much happening and yet nothing happens at all,
am i living my life or is life living itself through me, words writing themselves and love loving itself.......
i hear the music within, a rythym, a melody, a voice that hums and sings the song of One Taste,
i follow.....unable to resist......
who knows, one day my perception will change, the universe will look different from what i think i know,
and like a child i might discover with awe and marvel the place i call my own........
sitting here i wonder if there is anything that lacks, what are we searching for when there is nothing missing......
there is nothing to get and nowhere to get it, we can't have it, nor can we know it.....
we are it, we have always been it........
the always already present.......
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment