AquaSilenti

What is harder... the ground or to realize/know inside your still falling... The only true focus is to believe... the only true thought is the one still sought/dreamt...the truest reality is the one you work for and make/create this very moment/minute...   Be so damn stubborn, that only the hands/touch of the one who loves you, truly... can caress/hold your heart... pierce it with the clear awareness/perception that has dropped the maddest/cleanest of men to their knees with just a tender glance... Why do we fall??? So we can learn to get up again... But remember, get up for something, and when you can't get up for something... then jus

 ((( I close my eyes, and let my soul rise... the world is no longer real as we can define it to be, but an image/dream in a child's imagination )))     My body laid trembling on my mattress... cocooned in my sheets...my heart cried out, yet... its screams were as invisible as its tears... Did the temperature drop? Why doesn't it stop...!!! Please, someone just tell me if I should just vomit or pass out... Why do I sweat when I have not taken a step... Yet!!! Was it your touch I felt? Was it your warm embrace...   Was it your legs holding me down as your arms held me in place... Who's voice did I hear...? Who's hand held mine...

A fierce...unexpected...yet, gentle ocean breeze threw me of course... In fright/scare I quickly glanced in every direction to try to find a sanctuary/save haven... Or simply an inviting place... so I could stop, take a deep breath...listen... I found my new destination, in an open hand... who's palm I came to land... as it lay not to far from the soft inviting eyes of its owner... I spent a great deal of my time, focused on those delicate eyes that belonged to this woman... They engulfed me, as I looked at them in inquiry and curiosity... In them, I flew/glided again... freely... On a different ocean breeze... I could not contain