Realized
no beauty exists
After
I perceived the hidden
Treasure
of rays through the prism
The
continuum of colors seven
Reminds
the knots of seven within
Unknot
the sacred knots through your being
Gaze,
breathe, snuggle, moist, and whisper
The
rest is taken care of
It’s
the holy earth where you saunter leisurely
It’s
the pure water where you shower in the rain
It’s
the kindling fire where you gaze at
It’s
the fresh air that you exhales
It’s
the vast space of the sky and celestial rest
Where
you think about me endlessly
