A
power play comes to rise, aggressive expansion of different soul states in an
attempt to impose rule over the entity… unbalanced outcome of thoughts versus
emotions changing everything, reshaping identity into multi phased condition –
infinite numbers roaming free in a single crumb of dust trapped on the eyelash.
Dormant senses are awaken, genetic code is somehow enriched. Such fresh planes
of imagination define new marvelous perspectives, a subtle halo of divinity in
reveries awaits undreamed before my hungry soul.
Light
becomes a herald of blinding light, supreme and fulfilling by definition… right
now, when Cosmos is the body, of which the Sun is its soul; and we are the soul
within – a soul protected by another soul. Fatefully tangled in symbiosis, connected through love, different parts create a single life form –
all people, everywhere, as a reason of growth of the soul defining us who we
are.
Detonation
of beauty all over again, returned smile reinforcing the concept of joy many
times over… and over again:)
To make a bed for you and me… bed the
size of heavens, with
clouds instead of pillows;
where you're the
sun smiling from above, and I am that wind
forever chasing down
humbly.
To make a bed for you and me… bed of flowers instead of
sheets, with spices and bodies. To come into my life
and never ever walk away.
To make a bed for you
and me… bed
of love and
warmth, to have you as a cover, and
you have me forever.
