unveiled music

don't know which shade of love it is.. entering our hearts like the perception of some guest.. and speechless we live within the moment.. bound by conditioning and
formalities.. unable to see the seamless cohesion of possession and surrender.. so the space remains.. and the self reigns.. larger.. faced with a future that looms full of doubts.. mercifully oblivious to the transience of life.. still faded lines of song form in the heart..

and you wonder if you feel.. in moments when you can't take that one step.. in moments when you perceive that strangeness.. in moments when you say.. you.. and me.. and you wonder at the ephemera.. that could not attain reality.. even in your perceptions..

why do we get imprisoned by our own whimsical boundaries.. frozen into anaesthetized willfulness.. however close we are to anyone.. there are parts of us.. that remain locked away.. a thin veil.. like a thread.. drawing a line that speaks of separate selves.. of islands.. and choices.. that we make.. singularly.. unable to merge into another.. enough to share our naked terrors too.. maybe this knowledge of 'another' is the ache each feels.. mistaking it for possession.. and it's ugliness.. unable to 'fall' deep enough to merge in that core.. where all the fears.. all the joys.. all the tears.. are felt equally.. so each growth.. each flowering.. is our own..

still we yearn for this soul consummation.. this symbiosis.. this journey.. this penumbra.. that leaves a black hole otherwise.. that leaves a black hole despite.. needing.. that jump.. that embrace.. of acceptance.. and light..

Wish our hearts ward off the darkness..
and the need for courage melts away..
how do we bare anything..
when our souls stand naked.. unveiled..