When the soul lies down in the grass, the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other doesn't make any sense.

- Rumi

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

window of the soul

Some say the eyes
are the windows to the soul.

I look into you and I see who you are
not the flesh and bone
of the man you think you should be
or who you might have been .
No. . . .
I see sparkle and light through the darkness ,through the mask
I see the child ,the man , the woman
I see the wisdom of the warrior coming from the darkness into the light ,
your light . . .
Let it shine.


M'Larky

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