looking beyond my sight seeing past the delay of feeling the soul reaches forward into the outside the inside holds me there not moving i glide in thought thoughtfulness a kind of waking but a dream all the same a state of being a love a touch a caress of gentle bliss not too much but enough to propel onward to a place the heart only knows reality lies somewhere inbetween this space a space i find yet do not reside in the beating heart fluuters at momment it arrives and yearns cries when the departure becomes separation divided loyalties arise and fall and rise and spread this way that way but surely there is only one way one love one footstep in front of the other gently i am reminded all will revealed in its way
over and over
Posted - Apr 10 2015 : 08:49:40 AM
