Resting in My Form Stillness surrounds me. Inside my mind the doors are open. Colors, events, ideas stream past, But I am resting in my form I reach out, drawing with my mind. A ssst, zzz arks from here to there. A puff of air and I am left Resting in my form. Why the long face I wonder? Why are you so blue? But my wonder drifts away, filled with thoughts Of resting in my form. Resting in my form? For a moment I ponder, what does that mean? Is it some profound state that Holds the secret of life? Or is it the blessing Of having life to live? Of having the possibility of eternity? Of discovering I Am? That I and the beloved Share this form inextricably. Lover and loved, inseparable Because we are one.
Posted on: Fri, 05 Sep 2014 20:49:28 +0000
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