Not of this world

I was with the world
until this moment
and now that is gone,
the moment, the world
and all its lures and lucre.
I am not of this world
anymore
I know not if there is
another one
waiting to be
discovered.
There is this moment
and there is this me
and that is enough.

Lost in love

By Brady jack500.photosight.ru

I am lost
lost in love
in love with life
with life full
full of flesh
of flesh and
flesh and blood
and blood throbbing
throbbing with
rising lust
lust for life.
I am lost
in love with life.

What's going to be future...

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Eyes gaze out
to the skies
Mind wanders
in the emptiness
Feet find themselves
on
to the sands
of a vast expanse
and I hold
on to the rough
and solid of 
times immemorial

This is the time...

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So happy I am
that even the rough
bark of the tree
reminds me of that warmth
which soared me
into skies unseen
and colours unimagined
and a world beyond breath.
Just to be able to lean
against a strong trunk
so sensuous
unmoving to the world
but moving a world
inside me.

There was a time....

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There was a time when
beauty was a burden
to me:
to be carried and cared for,
to be receiving gazes, appreciative
admiring and aggressive too.
Then my body one day
whispered to me:
You are the gift and the gifted,
truth breathed life into your cells
so celebrate and fulfill your destiny.
That was the time.....

Thoughts branching out...

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That endless babble of the mind
and the ceaseless spinning of thoughts
'I want this and I don't want that....'
Everything branches out of the ME
Everything unreal, illusionary
the only real thing is the body
and its yearnings.

Much to ponder..

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Much went by
and much gone through.
I know much to yet
come and fill me up
and fly me high.
It all blossoms and
in good time fade too.
But I uncover
layers to reveal
that throbbing life energy
and that is much to
ponder for a life time.

All that lingers...

Those soft caresses
in the crevices
and recesses
uttering
the immeasureable
hanging perilously
on the thick breath
between us
of the eternity
and the futility
of holding on
to the transient.
All that should not
but still happens
to linger....

A twist in the ....

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After all that I
did -
the blood, the sweat and the toil -
I cannot rest.
Yes, I loved and loved
with all my heart and flesh.
Now I have to hold
my own
delicately poised
on the edge
while the stage has shifted 
from underneath 
my base.

The clouds are a-calling

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What is this now
that I chose to abandon
the trodden path?
Flowers bloom by 
the wayside 
beckoning me 
to blossom
and the clouds
come a-calling
to invite me
to paint the sky
with colours of 
my unfading dreams.

There are times..

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You know how it is...
there are times
when 
I can't do a thing
except think of you
and countless gifts
you gave and 
the endless wait
and the nameless 
pain that 
I carry
and then I am 
lost,
it seems, for ever
until the soft breeze
caresses.

In Ample..

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I was blessed
in my ample proportions
Many are the ways
of beauty
but only one of bounty
and when it comes 
your way
you can only
count 
the blessings.

Riot of colours

Like you the Sun too
moved away
leaving me in the
midst of this
riot of colours
all around;
all colours of
my life bubbling
throbbing
pounding and
panting with joy.
Will you come back?
Sunshine sure
would be there.

In fullness...

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In fullness of time
the ripeness of fruit;
in fitness of things
the softness of feel.
In tautness of flesh
the wellness of limbs and
in freshness of looks
the lightness of life.

The Wall

It's only fit
that you put me
on an obstacle course.
But remember it's only
a wall that you want me
to scale.
I have scaled  peaks
far higher
like going beyond
myself.
I am strong in my
limbs and loins
to hold far
greater challenges.

Chiseled

Living in the body
chiseled
I have come to
cherish every pore
every muscle
everything held
so taut
that I have left
nothing for my head to do.
Thoughts disappear
as cells celebrate
the throbbing of life
every moment.

Waves

Waves break and form
incessantly
unwaveringly
and I watch
transfixed
on their play
all by myself
taking in
their eternity

Masterpiece

 from DuMbI4_45.photosight.ru

Their life's ambition -
to make a masterpiece.
They look for inspiration
for that perfect match
of things, place and time.
Here I am, slowly
getting ready to merge
from the rock into
the quiet flow
and only momentarily
revealing the master's
deft work, piece by piece,
on my flesh
and spirit.

Pristine

I feel
nothing
should come between
me and pure joy;
my fullness has
this pristine quality
that I am the original
Eve when
there was no original
sin.

All of me

All of me
now available
for me;
I love the world
of you and me
but you may
take
only
what I give of
me;
no longer
will I
be bound
to the world
outside of me.

Choose I will

Choose I can and

choose I will

when to cross and where

when to rest and where

What to go for and when

which bridges to cross and

which cross to bear.

Desires

I have desires and
I have no need to hide them
from you and me.
You may not be the right one
to reveal to;
but I have no way of knowing
and so I stop to check
if I could trust my guts. 

Only adulation

My mind overflows with emotion
I cannot contain myself
Every cell in my body wants
to celebrate its life
I am going berserk
Life screams out from
every pore of my body
Oh Love!

All those wishes

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My joy knows no bounds

I have thrown off

all shackles of my past

all guilt n shame

for living life as it came.

It is a fresh morning

a fresh breeze

a fresh me

and a fresh sun

that brings new grace

every day.

Unquenchable

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No matter how much

you try to quench 

our thirst 

by drawing upon

the reservoir

there always will be

some more

of the asking

for ours

is the eternal

thirst for

an eternal beauty.

Oh Beauty

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Oh beauty embodied,

what can you contain

in your delicately

throbbing flesh?

Neither love nor life,

you can hold back!

Both overflow out of

your frame!

 A mere hint are

 the containers, of

what universe

lies hidden

to the world!

Delicate imbalance

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Carrying the nectar
in those beautiful containers
balancing on your
delicate shoulders
needs care, or
you might trip
and reveal your
most delicate secrets
that you have guarded
since time began.

Crossing

Well, I crossed it when I came to it

and now must choose

to wade ahead or plunge deep.

The sun doesn't lift

my spirits:

I left behind everything

and everyone

to be just myself

and feel the world in

the raw.  Now here I am

needing a shelter

lost in the resolve

to be myself.

All of myself

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Such a relief
to own up myself
with all my hopes and hunger
thirst and trepidation.
Thrown away the cloaks
of respectability, shame, guilt.
All by myself I offer
all of myself 
to myself and
to you....

Promises

Promises are inviting
especially coming from the rising Sun;
yet you must watch what you
are getting into.
The freshness of light and
the dancing flow of water
promise to wash away
that past;
you wish to gather the blossoms
and what you get.....
may be the thorns under the grass.

The Wait

Layered life
with its rough texture
bewilders me...
I am all by myself
allowing the soft breeze
to play in the pale light
brushing past mountains
and I simply take in
the moment from
the eternal wait.