hookie is delicious,
like a cookie to be eaten slowly....
in relaxed mode of naked in bed....
luxuriating in 6 million thread count sheets.

nibbling slowly,
carefully selected morsels.
watching the blood flow under my skin
as sweetness touches me....

admitting i love cannibus...
mixed with kenik kenik, the holy smoke.
at times such as these.....

loosens my spirit it does...
away from the fire of flesh...
breezy traveling soul now ....

touching love, rolling in it.
expanding to touch you ....
golden warmth..... heaven....
here,
open to this love, become it,
all one...in it..

such light
suchlightsuch .....light.

ahhhhhh......communion.
take.... eat..... this my flesh...
flesh...my flesh....

darn.

carrying body and soul and embracing the one,
can you avoid separation?
attending fully and becoming supple,
can you be as a newborn babe?
washing and cleansing the primal vision,
can you be without stain?
loving all men and ruling the country,
can you be without cleverness?
opening and closing the gates of heaven,
can you play the role of woman?
understanding and being open to all things,
are you able to do nothing?
giving birth and nourishing,
bearing yet not possessing,
working yet not taking credit,
leading yet not dominating,

This is the primal virtue.
........................................

Gia-Fu Feng and Jane English

beloved .....

spirit moving

intent to fly.....

to live god.

all things
all movement,
all people
evolvement of step
of soul flow....through time

miracles in thought...
the power of prayer...
of enchantments...
of healing...
of spirit
to air....

of creations that make you feel
heavenly care,
rapturous touch,
the taste of a color,
the touch of a hush
the song of a sigh....
to laugh, to cry

cause vision to speak...

time to know
vision here
create a word.....toss a thought


make a prayer....

can we soak ourselves in it...
can we drench ourselves on it.....

love love love

take my cup, of it...
i've fed enough from it...
drink your fill...
soak your soul....

become rabid with it...
build a nest upon it...
tuck soft folds,
of sweetened grass upon it.

love love love...

build your bower..
choose your flower...
cast your soul... at midnight hour.

spill your seed
watch life breed...
upon it...
breathe this love...
feel new life...
expand your sight...
make a change, because of it...

feel your power...
at this hour...
manifest....
accept its depth...

love love love

earth is new...
change your mind...
paradyme....
reach for the end
of gods mind...
image made...
just the same...
jesus knew....
you do too....
open and hear
heavens here...

love love love...

miracles divine....

- blurrrrr the linesssssss -

"we are one".... she breathed....we creative beings...
"all host to god".

ahhhhhsssounds of wind chimes, echosssssss through the air...
a breath...an exhale...

we quest....

to catch sight, to clasp hands, to touch...god / dess...

we want proof...
but, we don't "see" proof...

"flesh of god"! she prays...

"degrees of being", a joy pain!
meant for flesh, much stronger, than i...
i am gone...

gone to create...

create a voice, for this suffering joy...
a mouth of flesh, to speak, to taste....

to titillate, effervescent life.....

this heaven, right here, now....

a small miracle
birthed upon this page...words,
a gift ...inspired... by connection to you...

and in her mind...you whisper.... "proof"...