The world changes
While we are stuck
Looking at each other
Lost in a sympathy of meeting
If two look out into space together
Are they then transported
As far as eyes have seen?
In some bright blindness of the stars?
To love is it to undress our names
To no longer be people but
Purely, male and female
Two mirrors of forms
Drunk in the plaza of biology
To turn eternity into empty hours
Ferocious memories of being a couple
Minutes in beloved prisons
That’s how the world changes.
Words of fire Wuji! Again I say, always in appreciation of your words.
I appreciate that Syl, we get a bit older, we write something new.
This is true my friend, take care.
You always surprise us with lines like this one: “Drunk in the plaza of biology” and we thank you!
yes it’s just how I feel. I grew up with a huge Buddhist tinge so sometimes matters of flesh and instinct seem a bit foreign to me like old programming.
Reblogged this on slimo and commented:
And thats talent!!
Love this very much! The masculine and feminine energies are basically, holistically the same! Great post!
yes I like the idea of inner masculine and feminine balance, I’m an astrologer at heart so the idea of archetypes and Jungian concepts appeal to me mostly