Tuesday 18 January 2011

Blow



blow
right through these walls
your memories

home
the softest cave
comforts fears
yet hides truths

we are particles of love
bursting into life
we are electrons
racing 
forwards
towards the light

when the quiet water flows
through mind
a silent knowing 
rests

upon this moment
we are pure white
we are nothing
other than now

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