Feels good …Hey

This
Flowing
Breath is
A sigh
Clearing the world

Has it really been so long
or is it always the first time

Maybe I don’t wanna know
and pretend
Just

to be able to write

A poem

Feels so good
Hey
Remember

Maybe it’s the weather
Maybe the radio
Maybe dreams
I said

of Outside

to
Every time
Envy
as if
to make love
there

There
in our heart
The lotus

Only
There
We perpetuate

Dreams

In colors of dunes
of
Rainy landscapes
made of
A bed of clouds
For you and I

Maybe thats why
This smell
Between dream and rain
Damp and green
Lingers on

An insence of prayer:
We

Jump to bathe
in
the unknown

For which
there are no words

Only
Birds
may interpolate

an exchange
of union

Into the color and the tone
of this throb

Along worlds

Seeping through
as undefined joy

The only key

that Makes the mesh

simultaneously

and permeates to trespass

but ours
is equally unplanned
We only plan for this unplanned
For bodies to meet as containers

The Be A Vehicle
of the unspeakable

weightlessness at
the Objectless
places

Places
places
place
placeless
Places

We
[only
have the breathe
To be the
inhalation
and exhalation
For the word
Breathless
for the wordless
Covering positives
and negatives
of the mesh]
Remain

Thoughtless

Plant
Seeds
of light

Flowers
Composed
Of a dance
Patterns
Temporary
Manifestation
Along
the mesh
Twinkle
#love

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The unspeakable

When you think of me is when I think of you is made of love only and received immediately and perpetually without any delay/space/gap/words because in love mind is the same Heart is the same and One
When you think of me is when I think of you is made of #love only dissolving seasons and landscapes Making worlds transparent Stitching time with patterns of residues
for yoga only
Only yoga converts these stitches to flower fractals gifted to the dance of the wind
The wind that reflects the fractal flowers as clouds that will rain rain
for Satya
When you think of me is when I think of you is made of love only and so I can see you when I want in a shape through which I sense you are watching me but a shape is a concession only
because then you are everywhere if this is to be assigned to a place
because then you are everything if this is to be assigned to a thing
When you think of me is when I think of you is made of #love only but ‘to think’ is not how i can describe such recognition in reality
You is a sparkle landing from a crest to the heart that converts to a white flower that reflects all color as gapless creativity …
You is a dream that makes all a dream inseparable from truth
You is a thought that stops all thought

You is not something to be continued
You is not silence not any stillness could describe
You
And still
You is all that

The unspeakable

Ushas

For each of your exhalation
There is a snowflake
Softly
Touching her skin
Sprinkling joy to her face
Through the winking
of the eyes
A heavenly smile
illuminates skies
Breath
with which you can smell
Smell her
like the universe

Aerial view

Naada (inner sound)

I tuned in to the lines
and met your smile
again
and again
in my eyes

Subtly embracing now
this gift
of the self

an ecstasy that is no fantasy
when the heart is open

your waves emerge
an immanent melody
that floats along
to draw me
a body

I stay so
In divine precision
inseparably

and
I move

I move

the immovable

The face of
true desire

the seed

from me
to
you

but
in truth
there is no
transmission
no receipt

between
what unchangeably is

Ours is
just a play or
a sport
about a secret

never unfolding
always open

the grace
of once lovemaking stays
along various waves
absorbs me in plays
of this chamberless place

for the world
or the universe
or for your eyes invisibly drawing
or for truth

I am nude

Unhiding

Timeless
in Gapless skin

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photo by Alin , 2016
Elephant Stable ceiling detail