remembrance

oneness

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I looked for you
and couldn’t find a trace

now the search
has ended
and we meet laughing

at every place I go
in every face I behold

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for a moment
stop believing
what they want
you to believe

what hurts you
hurts the other

we all stem
from the same essence
born with hearts to love
and hands to heal

let’s build each other up

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wait.

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In a sacred moment
I tasted your presence
to the depths
of my soul
and all I ever knew
melted away

time stopped
and that moment lasted
for eternity

in your touch
you showed
what it means
to feel,
in your embrace
what it means
to belong

enwrapped in you
snow flakes
started to burn softly
and I forgot
where I ended
and you began

lost in the day
a thought of you
brushed by
like a gentle breeze
and butterflies
started fluttering
under my skin
in anticipation.

…..

art by Rimel Neffati http://www.rimelneffati.com/fr/accueil.html

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chaotic stillness

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Life goes.. forward
or does it trace its way back
one encounter at a time
to where it all began

like a jigsaw
that you try to piece
your whole life
only to realize
it was already complete

in the name of ‘experience’
you stumble
diving face first
into your destiny
resisting, accepting, becoming
what you were meant to be

faces, forgotten faces
surfacing from abyss
at the time of need
others with time
sink to the bottom
in the deep

faces, traces, erase it
a hand once held
an embrace once felt
that left a taste of divinity

this fading world
sweeps past
so quickly
where is the affinity?

cradling fragments
embedded in the core
of true Reality
I persist
hearing the memory
of a quiet surrender
long before
I can remember.

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~

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stirring me awake
the taste of divinity
in flashes of eternity

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beloved

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if only you knew
how much you are missed –
you’d never be apart

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Untold Stories

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Now and then I wash upon

The shores of untold stories,

Begging to be told.

And as I crashed

Upon this sandy shore

Of a broken pair of lovers

I tried my best to cling onto

And grab as many grains as I could.

Before the waves pulled me back again

And the story faded away.

– Zeeshan Amit, The Olive Grove : https://olivegrovefacingthesea.wordpress.com

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