Happy, not from anything that happens. Warm, not from fire or a hot bath. Light, I register zero on a scale.
Sell your presence and purchase bewilderment.
Stop looking for something out there and begin seeing within.
You have mourned over others; now sit down for a while and weep over your own self.
In the sea of love, I melt like salt Faith, Doubt - they both dissolve. A star is opening in my heart . The worlds turn in it.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.