Wild Flowers

The Mind Of Stillness

Once upon a time

There was stillness

 

In the heart of stillness 

Silence was sleeping  

 

Dreaming 

The birth 

Of light

 

In that light 

Suddenly

There was movement

And stillness cracked 

 

Sound woke up

And started to make noise 

Tick Tak Tick Tak 

Heart began to beat

 

Vision appeared

Wearing Prismatic gown 

Made of colors

 

Drumming of heart

Became louder

 

As Vision started to dance

At the tune of possibilities  

Existing as probabilities  

 

Moments came together

Singing a song

Creating time  

 

Colors 

Started to reflect 

Consciousness 

 

Consciousness came with desire 

Colors bowed down to desire

And offered their sacrifice 

 

Sacrifice was accepted 

Desire took the colors 

And started to create 

Expanding consciousness 

Weaving, spinning

Spreading

Like a cloud 

over the Sea

 

Life form woke up

Wearing the cloak

Decorated by patterns

Of experiences

 

And It all existed 

In the Mind of Stillness 

While dreaming

A dream 

© AK

Jan 18, 2014

Wrapping your poems around my self, when I feel lonely, and cold, when the world seems aloof and rude, I find comfort in your words, my feelings thrive on your love, and my senses carve your sparkle, to be awaken once again so i can feel alive, so i can feel myself, so i can feel that i exist. I dont know who you are, but you are essential part of me, my heart, a purpose for its beatings, You are out there somewhere, perhaps in some other galaxy on some other earth, perhaps you too think about me, perhaps you too feel me somewhere inside you, Or may be you are in me, not far but closer to me than i am to myself.

Do you know I am in love with you? even though I have never seen you, I know you so well, I know you so intimately, i feel you running thru my veins , you are the reason my body moves and you are the reason I can form words,  and see the things I see, oh I love you so dearly, like I have never loved any one before, just the thought of you light up million stars in me, your slightest movement can cause me to explode and be scattered as tiny particles all over the universe , I wonder what will that feel like, floating in space as tiny specks all over , being every where at once .

Welcome to the enchanted mind
Where you can see 
The beautiful faces of words
Where you can 
Touch their meanings
And drink their essence 
Or wear it as perfume
And then when you will walk
Your scent will create a poem

© Asma Kareem

Nov 2, 2013