Wednesday, September 24, 2008

A Letter to That Which Dwells Within

How I long
to be consumed by the flame of your intention
so that all the layers upon layers upon layers
of all that is not
can fall away and leave me
and light
and easy

How I long for the promise of salvation
the simple heaven of being and breathing
the beauty of divinity that beats within me

I am yours
and yet I am imprisoned
I do not remember what it is like to be free
what it is like to gaze upon the loveliness of your face
and feel finally like I am home

Have I
drifted so far that I can no longer recognise the sound of your voice
no longer feel the music in your heart
no longer dance to the drum of your desires
our desires
the kind that made us one?

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