Foolishness | Towards Enlightment.
WordPress Poetry Contest | Wuji Seshat Nibada.
Why not?
Step out
Through
The veil
Which limits
Possibilities
New seeds must
Be sown to reap
New harvests
My Love is coming to me.
My Love’s thoughts are only of me.
My Love is coming to me.
Love assured, doubts evaporate next to the fire that is my Love.
Tender and intimate words of comfort still my restless heart.
The plans are fixed but I must wait.
My Love is coming to me.
Sweet longing deepens my desire.
And I am content, for I can see no other.
Whose shape, whose fragrance, whose taste fits the longing of my Soul?
None but my Love.
So I wait and the waiting is ardor perfected in faith.
I trust in the heart of my Beloved.
Now, passing fancies are smoke on the breeze.
Distractions vanish, clinging diminishes to an hushed expectancy.
The power of the imposter vanishes like fog in the bright morning sun,
When I imagine the joining with my Love.
I can wait.
I will wait.
For now I know the answer to my Soul’s Longing.
My Love is coming to me.
Where are You?
I know you are
I feel You
I have sensed your presence from before the foundations
I have known You always
I have searched for You in waking and in dreaming
Restless unrequited longing
Some times frantic
Others less so
Desperate need cuts like a razor or
Less, a restless slight dissatisfaction, boredom
Come out my Darling
Why are you far from me
Come out of the darkness
That I may see you and know your form
I would study you and know
The sound of your voice
The sweet fragrance of you
I would hear your thoughts and be enriched
I would see through your eyes and learn of me