Thursday, February 7, 2013

the language of bells

from our hearts speaking direct, the language of bells
and eyes that cut through glass
no need to persuade - here in the same time and space
two spiraling energies upward dance as flames
a fiery vortex to the divine unions - an ode to the oneness
there was singularity if only for a blink - closing the gap between lens and darkness
conceiving -  each creation mirroring the time before time -and then as if from nothing arriving, the moment of separation
the seed of life, giving way to the flower
as sun rays bless my skin with warmth and embrace - hope rekindling for the time when vows that are spoken are bound in the promise of love - ring true for an entire lifetime
i digress - there in magical swirls of smoke 
there in the mind waiting for the next touch - craving the electricity exchanged in close proximity breath on top of breath
 heart beating strong when the river surges, gallant  streams fill the temple full of life
knowing that everything in reality is moving
a promise is a word hoping to create a constant in an ever changing reality
the laws may stay the same - but a promise kept is an anomaly that i welcome in a warm smile and the acknowledgement of eternity

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