Reality is not some
distant mystical mystery.
Reality is.
Lovers have heard this
explained before--
have heard how
every wave shares
its Essence with
the Ocean.
But lovers are not
concerned with
transcendental Essence alone.
Lovers throw their own little love
into the arms of
lightning
as its flashing
cleaves
mountains.
Lovers are not bound to
what is either fleeting
or
invisible.
Lovers love to touch
and be by
tasting
fire
in stone.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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