Speechless, Among the Flowers
Speechless,
among the flowers
until I too
unfold into
Pure
Light
among the flowers
until I too
unfold into
Pure
Light
posted by IntoTheSoul | 1:29 AM
Into the Soul - Spiritual Poetry
These poems are what arrive when I invite that "something deeper" to speak - that blessed madness that spins planets and curls toes. Feel free to share your thoughts on them. (...and thanks for all the great feedback. I don't always have time to comment back -- but know that I am most grateful!)
Contributors
- Playing Catch Up
- Stardom
- and then peace said
- Dedication
- OK, Try This...
- Yearning for Something Wet
- Swimming Lesson
- I Don't Like the Look of that Mole
- A Mouth To Feed
- Shy
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SOUL,
In Tuesday, a yearned for Soul of other times,
has given me flowers.
In silence I have taken them to my bed ,
I have placed them on my sheets.
I have slept prisoner to them,
I have celebrated,
and I continue dancing by that blessed moment.
And seem not to know it, they
continue shining immaculate… Follow in my bed, I say to you more : I smell them.
Everything I follow without words,
I have my Soul speechless ,
I have celebrated, and I continue dancing , of as much smelling . . .
Thanks to remember that beautiful and eternal moment ! * G A i A *
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