In the presence of the sun
a rose opens –
in the presence of a friend
the heart opens –
wholeness and brokenness
dance on the same ground
and can easily mingle into
each other –
right now I am without words.
my heart rises like mist
it is weightless and tender
and a place for constant
honey-making –
a mystery we cannot have
an explanation for -
Love arrives every day and
says to me –
Be only with me.
Be only with me
Be only with me NOW –
you can catch up with
the world later -
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