Not a very good effort - Rebirth
I strain and pull and long to fly
But dont succeed in breaking free,
I dream of vast white floating skies,
Enduring sensuality.
A thin cord holds me to the earth,
Of pure, irrevocable love
I go through birth after rebirth,
Merge with the clouds as does a dove.
Only one of them can remain,
Either dreamer or the doer,
The doppelganger starts to wane,
And the princess starts to flower.
The ego is a strange creature
Constantly putting us to task
We submerge in unknown fever
Till in glory we start to bask.
But dont succeed in breaking free,
I dream of vast white floating skies,
Enduring sensuality.
A thin cord holds me to the earth,
Of pure, irrevocable love
I go through birth after rebirth,
Merge with the clouds as does a dove.
Only one of them can remain,
Either dreamer or the doer,
The doppelganger starts to wane,
And the princess starts to flower.
The ego is a strange creature
Constantly putting us to task
We submerge in unknown fever
Till in glory we start to bask.
posted by Princess Joya | 12:14 pm
1 Comments:
Hi Princess Zoya,
You changed your name and moved to American Samoa?!
Your blog too is not the same any more. Is the disconcert I feel real? hope I am getting it all wrong.
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