Monday, January 31, 2011

Leafing through some old journals...

There is no seperate distinction between the two
The space that divides is massive
The space that divides is an illusion
Yet the energy, very real

The ripple in the water can not be felt
When it is the pebble slowly falling that you fix your eyes on

Your touch calms me, yet it is electrifying
I can not sleep one wink
As I toss and turn your words over in my mind

You call to me through dreams
And I hear you

An original by me :)

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