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Jun 12, 2009
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Infinite Splendour (The Nerve Endings of God)
A dangerous place, this
where one can love
so many times
in a night
be caught
in these wonderful nets
time and again
Soulmates, soulmates
everywhere!
confusion of a heart
wrapped in tradition
expectations bewildered
desire disorientated
Oh time there is not enough of you
for me to love all those I'd choose
in all the ways I'd like
Oh life there is so much of you
on offer
makes it nigh on impossible to settle
Win or lose
we are the nerve endings of god
his way of experiencing the world, perhaps,
so, in that much
we must
allow ourselves to feel
Whatever we choose
we are the heart and lungs of the goddess
her life's appendage
we need but let her
breathe through us
We are the spirit's eyes
seeing the promise
acknowledging
mirrors for each other
and as such we must remain open
to the sight
the night visions
the day dreams
the conscious streams
of life
Am I seeking acceptance
with these, my truths
which I bring
to your tables?
Not purposefully, but yet
I often find it
am lovingly caught in it's net
time and again
I'm spent and I'm reborn
I'm coloured, I'm redrawn
with each passing moment
each poetic movement
encouraging me
to feel
to breathe
to see
to be
to love, in infinite splendour
where one can love
so many times
in a night
be caught
in these wonderful nets
time and again
Soulmates, soulmates
everywhere!
confusion of a heart
wrapped in tradition
expectations bewildered
desire disorientated
Oh time there is not enough of you
for me to love all those I'd choose
in all the ways I'd like
Oh life there is so much of you
on offer
makes it nigh on impossible to settle
Win or lose
we are the nerve endings of god
his way of experiencing the world, perhaps,
so, in that much
we must
allow ourselves to feel
Whatever we choose
we are the heart and lungs of the goddess
her life's appendage
we need but let her
breathe through us
We are the spirit's eyes
seeing the promise
acknowledging
mirrors for each other
and as such we must remain open
to the sight
the night visions
the day dreams
the conscious streams
of life
Am I seeking acceptance
with these, my truths
which I bring
to your tables?
Not purposefully, but yet
I often find it
am lovingly caught in it's net
time and again
I'm spent and I'm reborn
I'm coloured, I'm redrawn
with each passing moment
each poetic movement
encouraging me
to feel
to breathe
to see
to be
to love, in infinite splendour
— faerybeki, Jun 12, 2009
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Seren
16 years 12 months ago
DOUBLE TRIPLE WOW
faerybeki
16 years 12 months ago
Double triple thank you
Seren
16 years 12 months ago
Beki
faerybeki
16 years 11 months ago
Thanks again Jayne, still
dina grey
16 years 11 months ago
Nice, nice , nice. I love
faerybeki
16 years 11 months ago
Hi Dina, thanks for stopping
Atticus
16 years 11 months ago
My dear friend, what a
faerybeki
16 years 11 months ago
Nathaniel, dear friend
Craig Norris
16 years 11 months ago
I love this Beki
faerybeki
16 years 11 months ago
Thanks Craig, what ever time
Craig Norris
16 years 11 months ago
we do