A lover

I have found stength in my pain
The answers outside of myself leave me lost
Like a fish out of water
Searching for the ocean,
That is only found within.
I want to meet a gentle soul
Whos lips are soft like a newborn kitten,
So delicate, so pure, from which flow forth words of healing
That are formed from a mind more clear than the most bluest of sky, stretching on through eternity
And concieved from a heart dilligently polished clean.
Someone clear like the finest crystal,
No secrets except for the secrets of love.
No sign of darkness, except that which soul light has shined upon.
Just light, in its widest spectrum,
Scattered across the physical, and non physical plane
When they walk into the door
When they walk into my life.
No sign of lust,
So pure.
His eyes reveal the depth of an ocean I live to drown within.
They know my souls deepest requests,
And say through slight movements
"that of which every pure soul requests, i will help you stay true to you."
Never again will you feel the grief of doing things from any other sector, but your soul.
What rings true to you?
You barely even know, he says.
That rings much truer to me.
Pure friendship.
Like swinging on the highest swing, almost touching a cloud, perfectly in synch.
Never asking for more than what I give.
Presence is the greatest present,
It is more than enough.
A feeling, a truth, more real than anything ive experienced while in this body.
An inner knowing that goes far beyond
Past, present, future.
Moments, where like a flower, you open up,
Facing the sun,
And that wholeness,
Love in all its power, shining upon you and within you,
Becomes all you know.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

true love throug the eyes of my soul. Namaste.

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AquarianMale's picture

  This poem has a meditative


This poem has a meditative and spiritual essence that I could not pass by. It has both a transcendent and divinely inspired soul reverberation to it that sings to the sacred “presence” of which both, your physical, and non-physical / mystical being comes alive. I liked how you intertwined your devotion to love, and incorporated the otherworldly divinity of your own spirit. I also thought I spotted some devout Buddhist values somewhere in this work. Very nice.


ADAPT's picture

Very compelling write. I must

Very compelling write. I must say I feel the same way. But from my recent endeavors I have learned love hates honesty. True and real are hard traits to come by, everyone is so infatuated with materials and money they forget love is an emotion not a destination or prize possession. You are one of the few "realists" Left in the world. Use your ability of expression like a weapon. Its becoming less and less frequent in people these days. Love is spontaneous. Don't try to plan it. If you do It wont happen. Keep High standards Low expectations and you will one day find that emotion that can make or break a person. Love is kind if you do not pursue it. Its a jagged knife if you try to capture it.


Morningglory's picture

Love, love, love this!!!

Love, love, love this!!! Namaste!

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