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October 20, 2009
By getting lost
Sky hoping -- I turn my head, looking up through the car window, as far as I could see Gray's closing on the turquoise blue and at the end of horizon the last rays of the sun is bleeding in oranges and pinks, purples brushed against the turquoise moving outward. I know further down by the lake where the green darks of the trees clear a path I could see the silvery water flowing still, moving within itself quietly , breathing, leading where the gray greens halt the view expanding to the pink oranges of a sky hesitant in its sunset, as the winds carouses the heights pushing the last puffs of the clouds to the side, allowing the darkness to pour, covering all.
I asked her how she walks on water?
she answered me ; we float in air and pass by the water.
I asked her how she floats in air,?
she answered by the drink we had of that sweet nectar
What sweet nectar?
--the sweat soaked sweet nectar of the love that found us
How one gets to be found?
-- By getting lost. she whispered
Posted by Idinraha at October 20, 2009 06:09 PM