Category Archives: Religion

While Planting

When I am with thee
I am both weak and light
yet I know thee –
my body an interpreter,
able to feel your breath
in the breeze on its cheek
the warmth of your golden afternoon
on its skin,
while your fragrance carried to the air
from a thousand petals
reaches for me.
Beloved, I am thankful that you stop at nothing
that I may know only your embrace.

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PBSweeney . April 10, 2008 . Clearwater

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Sigh…


 “Little by little You approached, and bit by bit I went away.”

 – Dr. Javad Nurbakhsh

  

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