Of Nature...4

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These stalks 
that surround
grow tall yet slender
and bear tender
shoots of corn
and cast
in the soft sunlight
their shadows across
my body.
I am touched 
not bodily
but in soulspace
by something 
so frail yet full
so soft yet strong
and there spreads
inside me
a sweet fragrance 
of the beauty of life
and outside
the sun lingers
lazily on the horizon.

On my own...6

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Being sensitive
to myself
I began hearing
stirrings of
desire deep
that had been buried
long back.
My senses woke up
- delicate touch
-soft fragrance
- rhythmic breathing
- shapely curves
and lingering tastes.
Just to be
with the sensation
took me to another world
of my own
full of ecstasy
and yet of nothing
by nothing
for just being
sensuous.

Nature's work....3

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Neither a crime

nor a sin it shall be

to admire

and appreciate

beauty

whether in

body and flesh

or colour and shape

or fragrance and form

or melody and tune.

And if I find myself

beautiful

I appreciate nature's work

and glory be to the spirit

that lives to link

us all

with the source

of all beauty

- our souls.

Venturing out...2

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As the breeze blew lightly
I stood still allowing it
to brush past every pore
of my body
savouring the exhilarating
sensation throughout
and I realised I had become
a part of the vastness
the skies, the meadows
the light the grass
and the fragrance
I had ventured out
and ventured in.

Colour of joy.....1

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Light fills the air
as spring steps in
with its fragrance
I want to fill myself
with it
in every pore
leaves rustle in the breeze
the joy of simply
being alive
fills everything
around and inside
me.
Then I see the bright
yellow of the leaves
everywhere and 
realise
joy too has a colour.

Some times...2

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When things fall in place
there is a fragrance
wafting in
that tells me
of the short life
this happiness has.
I know I can't hold on 
to it for long
so I take it in
real deep within
and shut out time
and space.
I am with the fragrance
full of it
and I evaporate
with it into tiny specks
each carrying the fragrance
in full.

Fair Trails 5

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No longer mine
I am and
nothing mine
remains any more.
I have given myself
over to the light
the breeze
the blades
the trees and
the forest.
They may do
what they will
I want to scatter
myself as a 
fragrance
floating
wafting
and drifting if you
like.
Merge when I will
you will see
a star 
shooting up
from the earth 
into the skies
infinite.