Resting as Unconditionally Giving
In the arms of a petal, I rest. Forth and back I am rocked: forth and drops of trust I become, forth and sun showered flowers I form, forth and timeless springs I long, vibrating in unison as a field song. What is the exalted floral tiger at night saying? What is the babbling voice of the breeze caressing? What is the rhythmic water with salmon beats saying? What are the clouds dressing the sky caressing? What is the twinkling of trees by raven brooks saying? My thoughts are no longer mine, sowing inside, joy, as love speaks about the spiral of sound, oneness whose tune is no longer lonely because in the arms of this flowing creation, clouded trees of flowers watered in spring breeze, I rest as unconditionally giving.
Lina Ru says:
Thank you, Scott! I really appreciate your kind words. My best wishes on your work; it is so inspiring. You are a poet that gives warmth and shines, it is so awesome to find like minded poets, so happy! I will also encourage my readers to follow you. ♥