The Last Bhajan

My Beloved dwells in my heart
She is touching me right now
As we speak, I can feel her
Eyelashes on my soul, blinking
Me into a lifelong state of bliss

My Beloved tells me I’m needed
Just the way I am, that I exist
For a purpose, I want to offer her my gifts
All that I am ever am or could be
My Beloved knows my Will

To serve her into Eternity
I have actually seen her Abode of Joy
She offers it to me with her flaming pen
My Beloved dances with me
Between the curtains of morning

From some place far away and distant
She finds me from within
I have no human body, to say
This was real, but I feel her nearly
In every second, she creates

Moments and vibrations in me
My Beloved sets me free
She is touching me right now
It makes tears pour down my cheeks
Her baby eyes watch me with
A terrible power of innocence.

A Mermaid and a Muse

How can I live here with no real Horizon/
Only the open sea, of my soul
Filling me with lighthouse contemplation
I am a simple man, with gifts enclosed
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These years elapse with words
That sift for someone like you
Mermaid and a Muse –
Give me your hand, I’ll seal it
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Upon the open sea, where spirits
Reach the mountaintops, and take
Rivers back with the melting snow
Down gazing to the docks
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Where Sirens cry for harboured lights
To be an ordinary woman
With hearth and common labours
Until, your wild spirit unbroken
.
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Should return, from thence you came
How can I live here without you,
It’s too late to give my hand & heart
To those who would remain a mystery
.
I need someone intimate, convenient/
To put me in my proper place
One of my own kind, who might that be?