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"Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of the moon." Rumi


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YET

I see an ocean of bloodshed-

of souls who are no more

because they felt that wearing camouflage

and dying for a cause

was the only solution-

of souls who had no choice in choosing

to put their faith in something meaningful

because militant bullies already decided their fate.

tribal, civil and world wars;

it is inconceivable how we take every opportunity

to destroy the shores that welcome every culture.

we see nothing but the worse in each other,

yet we spend millions in an attempt to witness beauty

in all that lies outside, out there in space.

when the beauty we’ve been overlooking

resides inside each one of us;

and if we took the time to gently whisper

words of empowerment,

then we’d be the ones floating in Heavenly bliss

because we’d know the meaning of PEACE.

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Rhythms of my heart

And at times the fragrance of your soul

Lingers around my skin.

Sinful for two connected spirits to divide;

But the shade of the night fingers the thought

Of galactic encounters in the violet hour.

 

As the universe becomes our playground,

Verses I once recited to you drown under heavenly skies.

My eyes cannot help but taste what my lips once felt.

 

Your memory resonates with the deepest

Desires of my heart.

And above the superficiality of society,

I will love you with flowing energy

Like the rivers that once bathed Christ.

 

I shiver your name in sweat

Through dreams that echo your essence –

Your presence lives in my womb

For you are the one I envisioned since birth.

A love for you that isn’t seen in the physical

Caresses your whole with spiritual longing.

 

Never forget me.