Falling, 2023 | Poetry

 

Not necessarily the permission or allowance to melt but the assurance of peace in being able to do so.

In being able to fall completely intact and in the arms of your one, until sleep takes and morning comes.

 

The absolute rest in this.. there are no lines that suffocate bareness, there is mutual adoration, kindness, yearning to be one.

 

Falling, standing, dancing all in one pace.. all a privileged bliss.. all is love, all is centered.. all is wholesome

 

The wait to meet

 

Words will not be wasted here, ever ready to act and be present, steady, there is commitment here.

 

Breathe, surrender, gaze, delight, ready.

 

Thank you