Guest guest Posted March 14, 2000 Report Share Posted March 14, 2000 I wrote this poem in 1998. I did not know then who the 'he' would be. I did not know who I would 'conjure up' to play that role for me then, but I do now: ~~~~~~ Seemingly strangers... from opposite ends of the world. I saw you across the room that day. Our eyes met as if we knew one another. And day by day little by little we make our way towards the center. With each step nearer you my heart quickens. I begin to lose my self in Time. Nearer and nearer we move to one another. And then.... you sing to me. And I begin to melt. Then..... you kiss me. And I am no more. ~~~~~~~~ I'm so grateful for Osho, for making himself so available .......for allowing himself to be used as such an extraordinary and controversial 'device' (as he called it). Such a perfect mirror for this One. much love, Melody HeartWalk "The heart pulsating in love becomes a flute on the lips of God, and a song is born." ~ Osho Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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