sweet nothings
sweet nothings were not said, infact nothing was even whispered life moved from deep silence into deeper silence walking on the ashram grasses a moment came silently time to move back home into the world so different now here and now in this very split second of distant shore i miss it all, the winds, the rain, the seva chore i miss HIM, i miss u all, the eternal experience shared endless wisdom bared, bhajans, music, sutras established and polished, life moves on yet something stares a longing so vast, like a spell someone cast with closed eyes i visualise thee, the present, the future, the past... so much said yet so much left a windy gush of fragrant air, come take me there, take me there...