existence

whisperings

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In rustling
of leaves
I hear you

in stillness
I feel

you persist
here
never too far
between
my breath
and heartbeat

hidden yet visible
you tease
often playing
hide and seek

come close
sit with me
be mine,
my perfect bliss

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poetry in motion

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So much poetic beauty in this piece, couldn’t keep it to myself 🙂

Wishing you all much love and light x

Courtesy artist Esteban Diacono : http://portfolio.estebandiacono.tv

essence

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ablaze
in my heart
you persist

suffused
in your light
I exist

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lover

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in your presence
look what have I become –
a lunatic fool
writing love letters
to existence

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lie beside me
and lets take quiet sips
of astounding existence

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enamored sentience

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rooted in my existence
is your heartbeat
in my waking,
your dream
and walking upto you
a pilgrimage
into my own soul

the beauty of heaven
reveals in flashing moments
as I lie
weaving a garland
of your whispers

does it come as a surprise
to you then,
when I hold you in reverence
high above
in my heart?

my beloved,
I see who I am
when I am with you

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image courtesy Alex Grey : http://alexgrey.com

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intoxicating splendor

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where do I exist, dear Beloved?
one minute I am here
another, with you
what place do I call mine
this or that?

what is this space
separating yet binding us
where I stay
enchanted and scattered
like a million stars
reaching out to the Sun

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inflamed existence

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lightning
what makes you so bright?
how long have you been burning?

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iridescent core

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drifting gently
from a secret dwelling place,
your pensive reflections
often permeate reality

your sacred, tender heart
from another time, another existence
is a sun beaming in the mirror
nothing but eternal light shining through

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inspired from my dear friend Matthew

Light From Within

naïve heart

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with the branches surrounding

the flowers smiling, and the breeze calling

the delicate, lovestruck soul

breathing in unknown rapture

and in harmony with the existence,

blossoms like never before