brief water

Sitting in
The dark
Drenching herself
In moonlight,
She closed her eyes…

Centuries telescoped
Through the brief water of
Her eyes.

All at once,
She saw spring
Sprouting flowers
Bursting in Joy.


simplest thing

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
― Rumi

Your Light is
Pirouetting Shadows
Behind curtains
Of my eyes.


“Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment…” ~Rumi

the stars whirl in joy

drunk in awe, wonder they breathe

magical whispers

I think I love

broken, beautiful

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