God sleeps in the rocks,
Dreams in the plant,
Stirs in the animal,
And awakens in man.
(Ibn Al Arabi)
Breathless before your presence
I’m more alive around you like a child barefooted
with no fears, free spirited.
Why do you struggle to understand me
when you’ve known me for eternity,
felt me with such certainty?
Come around again carefree
for my boundaries are but gates,
only for the humble to
approach me.
That which is beautiful
deserves to be seen
That which is true
deserves to be gleaned…
Her lips look like love
Her eyes like the moon
Her smile like the sun
Her voice the sound of noon
Her presence, the universe
As only the heavens know true
How much I think of you
In every turn,
at each new place,
none like the other,
I see your face…
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