These agony thorns come from a world beyond~~~ Where love is so strong~~~ they call it bliss~~~ In the dance of Celestial Lovers~~~ The thorns themselves become the bliss~~~ I live in a mortal world~~~ Where mortal men will run from the pierce of such thorns~~~ Tell ~~~ Where do you reside? ~~~ In the land of mortal Men? ~~~ Or in the ambition of the Divine Abode?~~~ Even as I wear ~~~ the winged slippers of sensuality ~~~ To carry me to those heights I seek~~~ But where ~~~ and with whom ~~~ of mortal acceptance and form ~~~ Can remove the slippers ~~~ and undress my feets desires~~~ Wafting in my own perfume ~~~ So powerful its fragrance~~~ Barefooted~~~ ~~~ Prabha intoxicates mortal reality to oblivion
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 03:55:59 +0000
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