I write to you
as if your cared.
Like a being
beyond label or description
taking me to the Door of Myself.
You ask what I am coming for?
You ask me,
Is This What I really want?"
What I really want is you,
Myself,
This communion
That connection
To practice
To discipline myself
To be able to reach to you
Be held by your
Blessed Embrace
I,
For all my prostrations,
Only feel safe
When we make
Sacred Commerce
When we trade in
Love Beads
The Eternal Recitation of Love
Yet
You bring me your bad habits
Your disturbing behaviors
Your Distress
When I only am
Tenderly holding you
Making love to you
In what ever form you are arriving
In what ever state
You come.
(inspired by The Way of Passion - A Celebration of Rumi by Andrew Harvey)
4 Feb 2012
