emptiness

luminous dream

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I wish I could write like the poets
who immortalize moments forever
they pick up a pen
and the poem writes for itself

I wish I could dance like the dervishes
who ecstatically lose themselves
in the rhythm that empties them of themselves
whirling, they reach the skies and touch the deepest oceans

I wish I could show you what I see
in the tickling laughter of a little child
in the touch of a delicate spirit
in the wilderness of nature
and the holy flight of a bird

I wish I could fill your space with a sweet lullaby
drawn from the music of angels
blanket you in my arms
that you begin to feel the warmth of my burning heart
I wish I could give you what I need the most .. and more

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silent revelation

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in our dreaming
we find each other
in forgetfulness
we look for reasons
questioning what only eyes can see
doubting what is to be trusted

where do the tears disappear to
where does the laughter come from
that void where all sinks in,
emptiness that consumes
over and again

I stand here 
still
looking out for you
your ineffable image, that echoing sound
distant rumble of your footsteps
still alive in my thoughts

taking a leap in remembrance
I surge towards you –
like a moon 
seeking fullness
like an empty vase
longing for the freshness of flowers

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