Tuesday, 14. April 2009, 18:23:01
In this time and space.. where am i?..
the hands so soft, firm without concealing their vulnerability..
where is the mat of hair that so delicately brushed my face,
dancing in the wind to touch a speck of moisture in my eye..
where are the nails on fingertip so delicate,
the strong branches to the root of life..
here now, thats my palms i talk about.
The true and massive honour of devotion.
tingling my nostrils now is the beautiful scent of honeysuckle.
mmmh, mmmh, mmmh!..

.. although its stil a mystery..
where am i now..? in this big big world..
so big and so small it rarely boots you upright when you slump.
mmm, mmm, mmm..! deinty it is in its diligence i see.
The fun prints its at the end though, where all is beautiful
and charming and arouses a new bright beginning joyous in its heart
and life powering merry.. only it is at the end.. and
thats where it only starts.. yes, thats where it only begins..
hands so delicately strong, and manicured mind you, haha..
yes, it is where we deem final that we only begin..
and somewhere in there is where i am.. somewhere in there,
although hidden from the world, is me. strong and bursting with life..
its with that same irritation in my eye that i saw clearer,
brighter and broad.. mmm..
now the theory isnt where i am,
i am in the scent and abundant smell of honeysuckle,
in the distant noices around me,
in my favourite tune of ancient celtic..
mmh, the beauty, the abundance, the light and breath mingle
with fresh moist soil..
i am in the music that fills my heart,
in the words that treasure and guide my soul..
clap, heavenly skies, and shine the smile so broad
with closed eyes tilted to ur warmth..
In this time and space, i find my true joy..
ever so bright, so full.
it is so, for my heart is still...