Yes...yes, yes, yes!
I love this poem by fellow blogger Maithri Goonetielke at The Soaring Impulse. The imagery, the unashamed intimacy, the sensual nature of the words you feel more than read, and my favorite part...
Where wildness is sanctified, And humanness is holy...
What a wonderful place that is...where we don't try to separate our wild, human nature from our spitirual nature...where we embrace humanness and sexuality as holy...
...holy as a prayer;
...holy as a hymn;
...holy as a sacred fire and a spiritual dance to a drum dedicated to the god and goddess in us all.
Enjoy this gift...with love.
Seduction
Come to me,
When the river
of Daylight
is at its ebb,
And I will show you
How soft
Darkness
can be.
Here
in this
Deep forest
Where yearning shadows
Fall
into the
open arms
of the suppliant earth,
Where the yellow eyed
Jaguar
Stalks the wind
with velvet step,
Where
wildness is
sanctified,
And humanness
is holy,
I offer you this wounded
hand,
Come with me
And I will show
you the
fire
that burns
without smoke
The branches
where the little spider
weaves love
from out the womb
of midnight,
The way
the naked stream dances
As she dreams of
the cool fingers
of the ocean
Kiss my skin
And Iwill breathe you
in
to the soul
of the music
I hear
I will search you
till i find the places
where you are
aching
Lie down
with you
by the shoulders
of the fire,
exchanging
pleasure
for brokenness,
While the drum
beats
on
Into the
endlessness
Copyright - Maithri Goonetilleke 2008 on The Soaring Impuls blog
Why? Why not?
-
These are Timothy Leary's last words. I'm not positive, because even though
he died live-streaming, the inter-webs were so slow in the early 90s that
it wa...
2 years ago
This is beautiful...love it, love it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful !
ReplyDeleteI couldn't agree more! And thank you for pointing me toward's Maithri's blog! ~zephyr
ReplyDeleteThank you, everyone, for your graceful notes in the choir. Yes, Maithri is a remarkable young man; his blog is a treasure, and it gives me great pleasure to be able to share his words here and point you toward his writing. He makes love a verb.
ReplyDeleteSing out loud!
Heartsong