All of me...

harry.photosight.ru

Some used to whisper
some used to call out
to the beauty of the body
feared being sinful.
And knew
in the heart of hearts
flesh leapt out
of  spirit.
And I stood bewildered
until the spirit called out
to my flesh and said
nothing
just stood close
very close and melted.
From that moment
truth is
beauty is

 all of me
and all of this life.

Renewing...

ams2005.photosight.ru

Never felt like
leaving the warmth
of the water
so loving
so enveloping
filling every pore
without pressure
without demand.
That's when
my faith in life
renewed itself.
I just have to embrace
life
without asking 
without cornering
simply put my arms
around it
and wait
and let things
happen the way they should
and not as you would.
And then I became
new again.

Firm but not Final...

malessa.photosight.ru

It got dark
and then darker
with no glimmer of light.
I wasn't rattled.
I stood unmoved
taking in the darkness
which slowly turned 
a shade gray.
Some outlines I could
make out
and some spaces.
My guts knew 
I would get out.
I had learnt to trust 
none else.
Every cell in the body
was alive and taut
and the spirit moved 
freely through and in
the veins.
Words turned 
into tunes
and then became
notes
of a clarion

and the call
still reverberates 
in the yonder.

In Fullness.....7

Model: Scarlett Morgan

Even when the world
loved me
and rejoiced in 
all of it
I didn't realise
that both of us
were celebrating
the fullness 
of life.
To be full of beauty
is to appreciate 
it in another
and to appreciate
the beauty
of the world
is to be full of it
in oneself.
My soul 
breathes through
my flesh
all of it
and all the time
all the beauty
that is there
in this world 
and beyond.
If only you could
see 
it....

In two minds....2

akkila.photosight.ru

Coming face to face
with my deepest core
I am consumed by
the fury of my passions
and I can't say
if they are fueled
by the body
or they are
the fuel.
I am not sure
if I can survive
this storm
unscathed.
I am pushed
from a force
inside to seek
closure
to this endless wait
and agony of 
not finding a mate
to unite with.
But storms too
are known to pass
and leave behind
debris of destruction.
Am I heap already?

In fullness....6

igovoronco.photosight.ru

As day breaks anew
my mind travels back
to see a life
fashioned to fill
the self
with possessions
that needed space,
to fill the space
with actions of all kind
and a mind
teeming with ideas
and a body on
the fire of passion
driven up
all the time
to nowhere.
As I stand here
devoid of action
a strange contentment
gathers up
from my feet and
fills me inside
and out.
I just watch
amazed
unmoving.

In Fullness....4

borisbrul.photosight.ru

And when it's time
to work
I trust myself
in the sinews of
my muscles
and my strong legs
that hold up
the lovely edifice
of my body
and let work shape
my being
in all its turns
and twists
unmindful of the 
surroundings
whether bleak or black
or blooming and booming.
Spirit is the breath of life
and to live on and to move on
is its purpose.

Of Nature..

harry.photosight.ru

Hurries gone past
I stand contented
not needing to move
needlessly
taking in 
Nature's pace
unhurried
as shadows lengthen
I look around
to find
things setting their
own order
and I too belong 
there
in the scheme of nature
becoming quiet
and quieter.

Smoothly...

Aleksandr Fess, model: Stasia Shpits

Smooth is the light
and smooth is the touch
of the pearls 
that I hold in 
the necklace
that sits smoothly
on my nape
as I circle 
my breasts
smoothly
with my hand
and the curves of my
body
smoothly drape
the sensations
that drop from my mind
into my space.

On my own...8

borisbrul.photosight.ru

I found an ease
and a flow
in the dark
all by myself
when the light 
spread and
the notes
rang from the strings
of my heart
and it was the song
that shone
when life told
grief that there was hope
and it was not alone
in shedding tears;
there were the stars
which also fell on earth
from time to time.
And yet their tribe
continues to twinkle.

Calling ocean..2

vectors.photosight.ru

It's the light
that falls on the water
and moves with the waves
that tells me
to ride the breeze
and play with the colours
of the sky.
I have no desire
any more
to get to the treasures
that lie below
deep, buried.
There will be takers,
I know
and good luck to them.
For me
the rawness of the rocks
stickiness of sands
and the soft murmur
in my marrow
is more than enough.

Calling ocean

andrey196.photosight.ru

I am the child of this ocean
and all the others
that reside in
the being of men
who venture out
and in the womb
of women
who conceive of love
pure and unbounded.
My life mirrors
the storms and the calm
that returns inevitably
to the silence of depths
and the depth of silence
in the realisation of 
the eternity of life.
Yet I long 
to play on the waves
for that momentary
bliss of merging
self completely
in that moment.

In the dark...1

andrey196.photosight.ru

Aren't we all in the dark
about our past
the real motives
ours and theirs
real feelings
ours and theirs
and about our present
real desires
and their hidden connections
ours and theirs?
And we are in the dark about
the future
and so we grope
in the dark
taking the only
certainty with us
of the moment
that is our
body
- the flame in the
mortal frame.

Scatter...2

alekseymalyshev.photosight.ru

I am not
making up my mind
which way to go
- the way of the mind
or the way of the wind.
Mind flutters and stutters
here and there
now and then.
The wind blows
hither and thither.
Both are beyond control
yet very close to the skin
and very open to move.
I don't know
what will happen if
I continue this way.
May be I will float
and flow or
fly and drift.
Why worry?

On my own.....4

moyscha.photosight.ru

After years of grey harshness

brushing against screeching

roughness

I came upon this

deep softness within

unexpectedly.

There everything

spoke softly

caressing my wounds

blowing softly

not making them scream.

All my voices gathered

around me whispering

love kindly

grace forgivingly

beauty adoringly

and then desire

dropped in to 

serve a feast of

dreams on platter

of fantasies.

And here I am

moving to the 

next place of joy.

Not mine....

bsl78.photosight.ru

For long have I carried
borrowed terms
borrowed frames
borrowed norms.
Living on borrowed templates
I just became 
an image a copy
and a lovely frame.
I was an apple 
without the juice.
All I got was
acceptance
and existence -
mere survival.
But I am not at 
anybody's mercy
no longer.
I can fend for myself.
I will carry on 
regardless.
I have it in me
to weave the fabric
of my life.
I know you will be
there and
I will give out
my heart.

On my own...3

olegsch.photosight.ru Model- Claire

The deep green waters
draw me close
and I dive into their
mysteries and treasures
all by myself
to meet all
my demons and angels
under water.
I see one by one
my passions
fears
hopes
and turn them round
and find
they are one and the same:
my passions turn into 
fears and my fears
hide my hopes
and in my hope
lies my passion.
I can no longer
see any demons
nor any angels
All I see is the depth
of my being
and the breadth of 
the earth's bosom.

Growing

sergtimos.photosight.ru

So nice to be resting
your head
against a solid 
yet supple support
that never stops 
reaching for the skies.
Growing without
stunting others
without casting
a shade over others
and yet receiving
everything with grace.
I have no hesitation
no inhibition
to let joy come to me
into me and
out of me.
Joy is growing.

Not knowing yet...4

olegsch.photosight.ru

I see beyond
a whole world of
possibilities
for me and mine
and it's time
to unshackle myself
not from the chains
but from the fears
that held me chained
of what it will be
and how it will be
and meet life 
head on.
Unless I meet
life
how would life 
know me?
Yet behind me
stands the aftermath
of land slide.
So..here I am.....

Not Knowing Yet...2

rzachar.photosight.ru

I have a place in 
your life
as a lump
of flesh and blood;
and I don't sweat
over it.
It's your life.
I don't let that
rule over.
I like my life
the way I live it -
of flesh, blood and spirit.
If I long to touch you
it is to your 
flesh, blood and spirit.
And if you touch me
only in your flesh..
I know not yet
where it will take us
but I know where it will
for me.