I am not this hair
I am not this skin
I am this soul.....
that lives within......
- Rumi
Existence is pure Bliss.....
And to find it deep within
A gurgling child.....your mother's hand...
A white flower....the sea shore sand
A long warm hug.....a forgotten song
An old photograph hung all along
A toothless smile.....a quiet afternoon
A sudden rain.....a romantic moon
A lover's touch....a tinge of pain
A friend you lost.... and found him again
A long long ride....a scenic trip
A sailors wind that moves his ship
The walk on grass....the wet cold dews
A box full of littering mews
A passionate kiss....a whisper in your ear
An sensuous touch of the skin so near
A tickle on skin....a glinting eye
The warmth of breath that takes you high
All that is worldly yet it is not
The universe and her powerful plot
To mesmerise the soul in you
Your identity....that you so knew......
