Guest guest Posted April 9, 2008 Report Share Posted April 9, 2008 Yes... Ah yes, love;Not born from wantlike children emulating vultures,circling around Christmas giftseager to pounce.Oh no.True and pure love.Heaven sent and blessed.A need. An essential sustenance,more so than food and drink,breathing or religion.The ultimate affirmationof life realized. Experienced.Yes... Two hearts melting into one.Soft butter on warm bread.Each acknowledgedonly because of the other.The trivial yet pleasing limitationsof the five senses,surpassed, eclipsed,when souls are no longermine or yours, but ours.Yes... So easily my mindenvisions and understandsthese paintings beyond colors.Poems beyond words.Music beyond sound.Hymns reaching beyond heaven.Awe, splendor supreme.Yet my body wanderslike a corpse unburied,searching for loveas the gravesearches for me.(Thinking)Yes... The phraseNot meant to beis itselfnot meant to be.Who is, and why areshining starsunclaimed or unfound?Over and overI ask the flowersbut they never answer.Someday they will.Yes... -Randy __________________________________________________ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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