Life asks me
To see past everything
Past
The limits I imagined of myself
Past the images
and syntax of my mind
Into the quickening brightness
Of our heart,
lost in the roar
Of telling us
About love;
Its brilliance,
Unrevealed
Unknown
Unmanifest,
Its echoes sounding
In every second
Anyone has lived.
I love you
sisterjulia on Feb 6, 2010, 1:23 pm
Thank you for your comments Diego. I have a soft spot for this one myself :)
victorgodot on Feb 6, 2010, 12:52 pm
love this one.