It has been years
Since the eyes of the soul meet
A deep look that vibrates recognition
and uttermost familiarity
How, Why and When
You live in me
I gave up on knowing
Moved on as far as possible
Away from troubles of love
to find myself again at the beginnings
Whether this feeling is real or metaphorical
With the hope of this love I was reborn
Whether I hidden you behind a hundred veil
Or cast my emotion to the universe
Erased your face and name from my brain
Lost you inside because of the unbearable pain
Gave this feelings all the explanations and names
To release you from these chains
One fact still remain
Everytime the feeling dies inside me
it is awakened again
Truth, the great conquerer of
Truth, the great conquerer of all we fear. God bless you.A beautiful testimony. ~peace~
...............
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
A Hundred Veils
"Whether I hid you behind a hundred veils..." a middle eastern image - one of the best I've heard in a while - a tapping into exisitence as it is, was, wil be, or never should have been - love ~Allets~