Alive in depth

I like when you highlight me

With blue rain

with blue rain with rain

That fakes its death.

I am pronounced breathless

At your knees and wherever you

May take this unattached feather

Is up to the sky;

Limitless freedom.

Etched

In timeless unity it keeps

Coming back to me with open arms.

I never closed the door before

I never closed this door after.

Perhaps we were showing ourselves

In the afterworld.

This is why you are my

Everything in everything.

Rumi

"When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”
― Rumi

Apart

Renounce my forever

I am secluded in your pearls and I am

Awake in your petals.

I am forgiving in your you.

There are no more vacancies

In this future; our worded will

Become mute and stars

Will shine brighter

Tomorrow morning.

I felt you and I thought it

Was a dream; I woke up

And saw you in purple

Pants waiting for the rain.

The ocean becomes us

And we fail against

Its electric tides.

We

Wash away our knowing pasts

We distance this sentence

And

Make

Nothing less of the page.

Osho

breathe in...breathe out


“I'm simply saying that there is a way to be sane. I'm saying that you can get rid of all this insanity created by the past in you. Just by being a simple witness of your thought processes. 

It is simply sitting silently, witnessing the thoughts, passing before you. Just witnessing, not interfering not even judging, because the moment you judge you have lost the pure witness. The moment you say “this is good, this is bad,” you have already jumped onto the thought process. 

It takes a little time to create a gap between the witness and the mind. Once the gap is there, you are in for a great surprise, that you are not the mind, that you are the witness, a watcher. 

And this process of watching is the very alchemy of real religion. Because as you become more and more deeply rooted in witnessing, thoughts start disappearing. You are, but the mind is utterly empty.

That’s the moment of enlightenment. That is the moment that you become for the first time an unconditioned, sane, really free human being.” 

- Osho

Steel eyes

You inspired me

Till yesterday and tomorrow

It rained as hard as you hugged

Me. your grief once strangled me

And left me alone with

Grey tears and broken giraffes

Stubborn feet and fading

Hands.

Let my body guide

You let my back soothe your

Wind

let my neck hold

My woman so that we can

Watch the spirit world

In matrimony.

Disappearing upward

Feathers of pasteurized

Stealth weighing down with

My course lips;

These materials are

Disappearing inside my morning

And your night is all I want to

Remember. Fingers pealing

Back all that we pulled

Together and in our apart

My song was blind.

While you court my distance

These fingertips trembled

And the sky thundered morning;

We flew at the same time.