In the flow of things...

gaisma.photosight.ru

I find myself
at times
in the flow of things
when I let go
my will behind
every twitch 
and every thought
and just stand still
with all smoothness
slowly spreading
through my veins
feeling light
and floating
and allowing 
nature, life and cosmos
to carry me wherever
and however it 
happens to.
There's no wishing
no washing
nothing missing
nothing massing
only floating
and flowing.

Waking from reverie

dimasscorpio.photosight.ru

I dreamt often
of a far away land
of blue, green and gold
of love,music and spirits
of flowers, birds and children
of waves, sun and sand
and woke up to city traffic
and ambulance sirens.
The everyday rush I couldn't
escape and longed more
for the dreamland.
I want all this to end -
the dreaming and waking up.
So I now choose to 
go within, withdraw
and take in the quiet within.
Just let the quiet spread
to every cell in the body
and float.
Then it doesn't matter
when and where
I wake up.

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?

To fathom...1

mralex77.photosight.ru

to fathom 

the fluidity of life

is to flow with it.

to flow is to

merge with it 

and keep moving

not drifting.

the water beckons 

with its flow

and i can choose 

to listen and yield

or disregard and decide

or simply float.

but i have to enter

and allow life

to enter into

my vast interior.

Shudders..

Shudder I do
for a moment
when I realise
what I am reduced
to when I 
return to
my daily grind.
Their gazes
speak to every pore
of my body
trying to gouge out
every bit of flesh
and every bit of muscle.
They are empty within
and want to empty their
filth into me.
Gosh! It's better to float
on the water 
endlessly letting
the waves take you
and the fish tickle you
and the sharks devour you.

It wasn't meant to be...

magniac1.photosight.ru

Somewhere in my guts
and in my loins
I knew it
and yet
I could not
resist our
coming together
and uniting
and then I flung away
that desire
of mine
to have you
all to myself
all the time
knowing that would
take me down
shunning the flow of life
It wasn't meant to be
a noose...
our love needed to
fly and float and lift
our souls.