YOUR BEING

PAINTING: Charles Courtney Curran (1861-1942) Sunlit Valley 1920

"Still there are moments when one feels free from one’s own identification with human limitations and inadequacies. At such moments, one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving beauty of the eternal, the unfathomable: life and death flow into one, and there is neither evolution nor destiny; only being." Albert Einstein
YOUR B

EING

I choose to Live and live always
neither in future,
nor in the past,
right Now.

I suck each Moment greedily
so it won't be gone
I grab fast the
whole Joy.

I asked you to Run together,
beyond our hold backs,
Wild galloping
horses!

What's the point of any Delay?
You say, you want time.
You're suffering.
You Go.

I let Nothing between us two
for tomorrow. I took
all of you at once.
You're Mine.

I chose to be Drown
in your love as long
as it was Here.
Look close!

I feel the Smell of kisses,
your sweet smiling face,
your wish to hope.
Passion!

The cruel Time which uprooted us,
which keeps hurting us,
I won, I Fooled ...
You're near!

You are in my mind Experientially
being a view of beauty,
which will Never
be lost.

INEXORABLE

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What can I do?
See,it hurts a lot ...
Ridiculous!



My love for you seem
so laughingly obscene
as most winsome.


Inexorably
irrational though
so merciless.


I do not know now
if it 's existing
bilaterally.

And I still  insist
to hover making
dreams or weeping.

You're able to see...
How much probably
am I amusing!


You do not suffer
waiting patiently
the redemptive

dive lying by the side
of the Siloam's pool
being completely blind...

Alone I pretend
to decorate
emotionally

with my bright colors
a canvas meant from
start black and white

AKOYSTIKA

EARTH

UNKNOWN