There is pleasure
So intense
It stops the mind
From thinking.
A surge
So mighty
It swells the length
Of the body
In convulsive waves
Of warmth and delight.
For a moment
The heart pauses
Suspending the soul
Between the polarities
Of death and life
For a moment
The lungs
Forget breath
Holding within their flesh
The air most recently
Acquired
Eschewing exhalation.
For a moment
The whole of the body
Becomes as one nerve
One in feeling
One in delight
One in brilliance of being.
For a moment
The soul sings choruses
It will forget in seconds.
For a moment
The body
Joins with body
And the two become greater
Than their parts.
Yes!
The two...
Become!
And all we desire
Is that sparkling oneness
That arrives in burning passion
In exciting exploration
In mystical union
In profound intensity
In deep knowing
That is the very root
Of our being
Only
For a moment.
Monday, March 10, 2014
For a Moment
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Monday, March 10, 2014
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1 comments:
You are referring to that moment when the Cubs win a game. Right?
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