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March 30, 2007
An unfinished prayer
I am floating weightless and this long silence is heavy on me, living inside me, behind the irises of my eyes, I sit looking out, careful not to trip, make a noise, observing as I do in an even stare, I hear my heart beats, I hear my longs filling with air, and then I try to remember all the senses of living, the joys of the first light of the first day, the first breath, and the feel of air against my skin, the first smile , the first tear, and the dizzying senses of living. I remember.
No sunset was ever as majestic as the first, so I go to the shores as the last traces of light drips beyond the silver motion of the sea, I sit on the sand and wait. I have an image in my head I wont forget, and I wait. as the sounds of the deep echoes within my head, I wait.
Was it the first day of the spring, when the cherry blossoms bloomed and softened the wet edges of the branches in a beauty so beyond my knowing, my seeing that my breath left me for less and the blue bird stopped mid air, all in a wonder of my seeing and how it was etched in clear colors of spring within the synapse of my mind, in an abstract jest that bled so factual so true it shook me beneath my skin, within my bones, how does one decipher beauty, one can only remember ........
And still beyond the beauty of images, colors and seeing, there is that solidarity truth, the rapture of spirit that could only be seen with eyes closed and once there , one you survive all the laws that gravitate you within the absurdity of your being, once you disrobe of you,and all your knowing, closed eyes, senses keen, you remember the way home.
Beauty make me religious, washing over me like a prayer in tongues I do not know but their echoes soothing to my soul, and its the limitless possibilities of beauty, its ever changing shape that would plead to all my senses, each such a virtuoso, each so complete in its nature, its promise, beauty touch me, runs under my skin, hurls within me and all it leaves beyond is a breathless desire for more. beauty finds me, and holds me, beauty.......
Of you I am, and of me you are, you live within me as I live within you, no boundaries, no limits, just the indisputable knowing that we are.
Posted by Idinraha at March 30, 2007 08:38 PM