sexta-feira, 14 de dezembro de 2007

just visiting

I opened my eyes
An angel was by the window looking at the lights
distracted from his guard.

I recognized him from the time before times.
From dreams I had forgotten.
We talked and fall in love, again.
Telling each other stories of delight and wonder
Life times passed in seconds.

Tired
We slept
Rested
I awoke

A book I found beside me.

On my own alone I now wander
reading strange words
sometimes invisible
sometimes just random.
puzzled with the unintelligible
I put reason away turn off the mind
swing a little bit above the ground
seek to see with the skin.

This Art is new to me.
Awerness of my entire nature
and the vast unknown
Vibrates like a pulse from my center to head hands and toes
I want to flee and know not where
I want to reach and know not what

Oh! dear angel of mine,
could you find me prepared?
or just unworthy?

you left but still you stayed
permanently under my skin.
I see through you.
It's all just blurs yet
but I'm coming closer to seeing clearly
the truth.

I feel you guarding me.
I'm not alone after you.

Nenhum comentário: