Day in, day out
Time and again
I go through the same flux of feelings,
the same turmoil of deepening emotions!
The very same agitation, the very same confusion...
And then again
I rewitness-
A beholder of my spirituality:
All my receptions, perceptions, confusions, corrections, soul's detection, emotional transition, and the unfolded clandestine proposition.
I'm again taken to it.
I retreat within the complexion,
and I seek the connection
I hold it so dear, so close, afraid to let go...
Someone with a surreal existance, to bear patience throught my persistance.
After a discovery, a certain completness through the recovery;
I regain composure and serenity.
My eyes begain to lie and words then fade away, as I succumb myself to wait another day...