Guest guest Posted July 18, 2006 Report Share Posted July 18, 2006 Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz 2 " <kailashana wrote: > > We have been Lovers far too long, > We are so close there is no room > And now this empty room is closing in... > We are smoke-coloured birds, silent, long-legged > As large as life, somehow we have learned flight > Somehow we have found one another, > And somehow it is perfect and right. > > This passion of our dark flowers speak our names, > As they open, > As they open, > As they must open, > Blossoming in the sound of our divine madness, > Of mystics and fools > Of poems and poets, > Or Jesus and Magdalene > Having trudged along a narrow and sacred forest Path > We stand on the edge of a narrow precipice, > A cold wind blows through us. > > I am quite ready to fall, > Just so > Just because > This awe and grace can bind me > Once again > To my own echo, my longing, > My ache of too much tenderness, > Enduring a sweeter agony, > To feel what being Human is, > Adoring You, > I am both cursed and blessed in what > I have come to know as > Your only gift... > An uncut jewel, > > My Solitary life Is tearing me asunder. > > > > > Ana > > 7/18/06 > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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