| Friday, April 06, 2007 |
| When petals attain nirvana....... |
High in the skies where angels fly...............
lies Heaven.
Heaven, that coveted mystery,
holding faith, fate, flower and fruit;
How many hopes, many dreams,
refresh minds over anew.
Love, so pure, so true,
from here is this creature born,
Gentle wings you possess, golden;
like a ray of sunshine,
more delicate than a petal.
Oh how I crave your soft kisses,
like a flurry of butterflies against my warm cheek;
No human heart can feel;
more heated, more completing a feeling,
than the beats of absolute, love.
Many times has my heart grown,
grown fond of masked imposters,
But I stand here now, I have found the truth of it;
beyond reckoning, it can make all dreams come alive;
All desire takes flight,
all worries buried, problems forgotten,
hurdles seem no more than a pebble to cross over.
Hold me lest I should fall,
and wake up from this dream;
I shall love thee oh angel;
Forever and more |
posted by MandarinDreams @ 2:17 pm  |
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