Monday, November 7, 2011

purple wings

You
were sound asleep last night.
I secretly dived inside of you and touched something
and then stopped. It was your hidden wing
made of purple light and deep compassion.
Oh my beloved friend!
This tells me why you rose above religious dogmas and
cultural fences, this tells me clearly
How you soared above all mentally constructed walls
and found yourself in the same room
with me.

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