Monday, November 7, 2011

Blind

foreign to my breathe, i held the air
Taken in and engulfed within, forgetfulness did its work

caught in the the air of directing winds
i floated in the wind blows of enamored currents

took to myself no list of remembrance of my whereabouts
i threw the safety policy to the the taking wonder of abandon

and finding missed links to my connective tissues(oh my tissue!)

i didn't hear a call i had not siren
no searches were sent out
i walked around in love

i took in the delight of communion and took in everything about
Love yet forgot my station (the station of my love)
in blindness i have lived yet in love i have moved...(i lost myself)