12/28/2012

Beauty


Boundaries exist for boundless Beauty
to finally feel her form.
Everything else is rehearsal.
If you see Her, run and tell me.
I will come without delay.
But I will not bow down.
Bowing is not enough.
I must dance with Her.
With all my senses I must chime
the infinitesimal bells of her perfect body.
Then, perhaps, I will confess,
I have met her ten thousand times already
in faces young and old, and yours my love.
It was I who was not yet ready
to see.

1 comment:

Ishvara Devi said...

So beautiful!