Posted in Originals, Poetry, Reflections, Travel Stories

you are the fire

you are the fire you are the light you are what brings colour to my black and white life 

in your arms begin even the toughest days on your breasts they come to a safe end

you are the centre of my circle of life yet without beginning or an end of your own right

the wheels of colour the circles of eons all center around you

you are the point the source the bindu where it all begins

unselfish without any self of your own you exist for others for the creation of others

it all begins in you it all belongs to you and yet you belong to none at all

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