Freshness...2

geneoryx.photosight.ru

Freshness of dew
in the freshness of morning
just when flowers bloom afresh
draws me in
the freshness of my skin
and the freshness of my whole
being
as it leaps to envelope
the whole universe around me
until only the 
freshness 
remains. 

On my own...5

neon_l.photosight.ru

I unveiled
myself
and the mirror
looked askance
as if it was unreal.
I said, alas,
it is not for you
to discover me
but for me to discover
my self.
And now it is time for me
to uncover
life.

Passions ...7

seny1976.photosight.ru

Well I am with it
and I know you too
cannot let go of it.
Those magical touches
that light up
every single cell
in the body and the mind
when nothing else matters
except love
of being and being of love
giving, taking
uniting and beyond
just as the full moon
rises and shines
and enters your whole being
making it the dwelling 
of God of Love
divine.

Happy in self.

graui.photosight.ru

I discovered
accidentally
that I could just
be with myself
just be
in the dark
in the swamp
with nothing on
nothing to do
and nothing to
pretend to myself.
And not cut off
either from the world
or from self.
Just float in
the sense
of being not
allowing even a thought
to contaminate my 
being.
That's also being
happy
in self
selflessly.

And then you...

s_zot.photosight.ru

At the crossroads
of comfort and convention
and of freedom and turbulence
frozen I stood, frozen
coming as I did
from shelters
built over centuries.
And then you
took me by surprise
into your arms
and I melted
into your warmth
throbbing to an eternal
rhythm,
how can I 
be the same?

When light(ning) strikes

She was powerless: what could she do

When love struck her all of a sudden

In the dark steps descending into

Nothingness?

The light dazzled all of her,

The eyes, the breasts and the loins.

She dropped on to the steps to take

All of that into her being,

Not thinking of age, skin, colour and place!

She became light and lighter…

And she became the Light herself

And took wings into the skies beyond!