You hold no knife…

VeiledHere, I enter your room

and take off my clothes

These are my defences.

I am sorry if I hurt you.

Peace.

 

Naked, vulnerable and exposed,

I long to cover myself,

but instead I bow my head

and ask Love to veil us.

 

I lift my head and see

you hold no knife.

You are naked and vulnerable,

tender like me.

 

We are both crying.

The ocean has filled our hearts

and nothing is left

of who we were.

 

I cannot see you anymore.

We are blind to other;

There is only one self, one sea.

 

And we are surrendered to its rhythm

Always moving, always free.

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4 Responses

  1. Wendy says:

    Dearest Yollana:
    This is a great poem. You are channeling Rumi. I love it. Thank you for touching my heart so gently — and so deeply.
    Love, Wendy

  2. anama says:

    It is hard to trust that being vulnerable leads to completion. Not the usual message.

    Very sweet
    Anama

  3. Beautiful and true……true love can hurt like hell and be very scary…but this is what we are all after……
    Love philippa

  4. yollana says:

    Thank you Wendy, Anama, Phillipa… Your simple reflections are a gift to me 🙂

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