Thursday, September 9, 2010
ASHES AT YOUR FEET
You entered my dreaming world,
Humming and mixing herbs with fragrant oil.
Then, your lovely hands,
Took my feet,
And on the upturned soles,
You placed the scented paste....
I trust you so,
Giving everything so freely.
Knowing, in my heart,
That even as you lit the fire,
And brought it close, until feet were aflame,
I would not resist,
I would simply watch,
Little desires burn away,
Leaving the taste of ash,
When you pour your tea, There are a thousand eyes, Watching the moon, Praying for answers. Invite those eyes, To sit awhile...
Exquisite, powerful and beautiful
The ocean was calling out through the night. Each crashing wave pulled me further in, until all that remained was silence. These gifts...
The heart is at peace with the beauty of Now. The mind always searches for more. TRUE ALIGNMENT