Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul for Friday, November 29, 2019

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Friday, November 29, 2019

I Want Nothing

I Want Nothing There is no thing that I want. Less desire is the game I play. There is no quid pro quo with the God/dess I serve. The ‘I’ that was always wanting has become a distant memory in the light of this Self that excludes nothing. There is no turning back, no desire to return to that smallness. I am the blessing Creator birthed here. Shams says, “Come near, that I may whisper this secret in your ear.” Sign in to see full entry.

Alone With You

Alone With You I am sitting alone In a rocking chair In front of our local café. Your face appears Before me, smiling. I hunger to taste Those sweet lips, again. Closing my eyes, You appear again, Naked and inviting. We make love For hours. We are still learning. Sign in to see full entry.

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