in all that I write.. and despite all the questions.. it's strange who 'extracts' the essence from all these thoughts and words.. like a jig-saw puzzle.. one tries to find all the pieces.. and one tries putting them together..
is this the true meaning of love.. this metamorphosis.. this need to wrap ourselves in a cocoon.. quiet.. dissolving.. shedding the past.. no thoughts of future.. just palpable silence.. melting into pure emotion.. that uncontained.. bursts out.. free.. transformed.. ethereally lit up with life..
Is this a shade of the ‘spirituality’ we seek.. I wonder..
In this age of unsettled disquiet and confused meanings.. where thoughts and awareness unconsciously feel the vacuum inside.. desperately filling it with outward luxuries.. entertainment.. relationships.. and yet.. the emptiness persists.. the void remains.. each searching outwardly.. for a journey that needs to be.. within..
we all believe there is a 'soulmate' out there.. and maybe that is the 'confounding' part of our search.. ?
2 comments:
wow ... this is so damn true .. one could not have put better... you are simply full of soul within i tell you .. damn so much respect for you ..
champ ... ya champ
in this virtual world, words become the 'mirrors' to our soul.. undisturbed.. unmarred.. maybe the result of a 'projection'.. through the compelling protection of a veil.. but sometimes.. a truer glimpse.. to someone who cares.. thank you
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