Spring

It has been cloudy since morning, hiding the sky, spreading the silver concealing the blues, every now and then showering their mercy on tulip bulbs, who are trying to break free due to arrival of spring .

White Daffodils standing still in meditation, as if in communion with their Eternal essence in silence. The fragrance of Lilac flowers intoxicating the air , awakening the hidden memories, I can almost smell your scent on my skin .

You and Me

If you are the sea

and waves are your feelings

Then

I want to be

the boat

touching you

tenderly as I float

.

If you are the autumn

Then

I want to be

the empty bench

watching you take off

the orange dress

.

If I am the reed

in your hands

Then

I want you to kiss me

touching me with your lips

so I can let the world know

how sweet is your breath

.

If you are a mirror

Then

I want to be the reflection

appearing in your eyes

.

If I am a daisy

In an open field, under the sky

Then

I want you to be the rain

pouring on me

soaking me wet

fertilizing my roots

.

And if I am the blossom tree

Then

I want you to stand under me

so I can wrap you in my fragrance

decorating your hair with my blossoms

.

And if I am Love

I want to reside in your heart

cradling your heartbeat in my arms

Kissing each blood cell

before they circulate in your body

© AK~

Flip that coin

I can feel you but I can’t see you,….. I can sense you but can’t touch you, … your essence and your presence over takes me …, liberates me, from the shackles of this life …… You …. are everywhere.

Your face…. hidden behind all that my eyes see ,…. my thoughts, can almost touch your fragrance, but like the twinkle of stars, it disappears. the moment it appears.

I can hear you laughing in me, Smiling with me, and Hugging me gently by sending the warm wave through me .

I want to thank you.

Thank you for letting me feel this way, thank you for letting me see the angel looking back at me in the Childs eyes. for letting me have the wings, so I can be with the winds ….. and letting me hear the songs of mountains, and humming of Seas.

Thank you for letting me taste the sweetness of heaven and bitterness of hell. ….. and…. for letting me have….. the Gift of ” knowing” …. that let me see the Good and Evil, are two sides of the same coin, …. Coin that I hold…. in my hand.

aks

Locked heaven

Since ages, Since the beginnings of time when time had no meaning, She existed. And she had been doing one thing only  ,…  waiting ….. She sat inside that dark room, looking at the door, waiting to hear the foot steps. There was only one way to get out of that room, as only he had the key.

Every time she heard him coming, with every foot step, she felt the wave of life pass thru her, and as the foot steps came near, her heart began to beat one more time and always sang a welcome song for the beloved. It was his focused attention towards her that opened the door,  no key has ever been able to open that door, as key alone never worked.

When the door use to open, that dark room suddenly turned to valley full of wild flowers, over seeing the mountain range covered with tall ever green trees, kissing the blue sky which was mostly clear but every now and then there was cottony clouds making different smily faces.

In his presence she experienced the life, together they were able to decode many secrets, as if opening more locked doors, which were hidden in their hearts, she felt happy, Joyce, peaceful.

What is the use of a Key if it has no lock to open? He needed her just as much as she needed him. They completed that part of each other which was hidden from others. Painting each others heaven, showering rain over the yellow wild flowers with their love. Nourishing each others soul, growing and evolving together for their next birth together.

She is the water to his thirst, and food to his soul, He is the key to her heart, and her heaven inside, He is the colors to her emotions, wings to her intelligence and a reason behind her existence

I don’t know, If the key was needed for lock to exist, or lock was needed for key to exist, I don’t know if either was missing , the other would still be existing. I don’t know for how long she has been waiting for him to come, for how long he has been looking for her, i don’t know if there is a way to even know. All I know is …

He is the Key to the locked heaven.

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