Caricamento in corso...

My Nectar of Immortality

You are the real in my reality
and the rest of the world
is but a sea of vivid imagination...
glitches in the matrix.
 
I was born from the peace of your soul
and you resurrected my heart
so that I may live another minute of life.
 
With your thunderbolts of passion
you’ve restored me to wholeness.
You are the water in my ice.
Without the water
non-existent is the ice.
 
You are the real in my reality
and the rest of the world
is but a sea of vivid imagination...
glitches in the matrix.
 
My nectar of immortality
your love alone has sustained me
transcending the bondage of myself.
 
I am free...
for my mother did not give birth to me.
It was your passion that blew life into me.
My nectar of immortality.
Regulating my inhalation and exhalation of reality and imagination
making my grey skies clear blue
and my roaring seas calm still stones.
No longer am I suffocating from the mundane.
You have restored me to a state of sacred
sorrow-less happiness…
my nectar of immortality.
 
You are the eternal river flowing
beneath my garden
enriching my hearts soil with such an awareness
that I am now…
the eye of clarity
an example of Jesus love to even the uncreated.
 
You are my daily meditation
the miracle by which I am..
my warm pleasure...
and my cold pain.
My nectar of immortality.
 
You are the real in my reality
and the rest of the world
is but a sea of vivid imagination...
glitches in the matrix.
 
You are my timeless, tireless spirit.
I wake just to walk in glimpses of your splendor
and such a mighty delightful wonder it is.
Our shadows dance in the candlelight
of this boundless adventure we call love.
My nectar of immortality.
 
Being with you is like having the lord smile down on me
up close and personal.
Indeed you are my hunger
giving flavor to the blandest of delicacies.
I am a sacred sorrow-less happiness
and you ...
are my nectar of immortality.
 
No longer suffocating from the mundane.
I am free.
For my mother did not give birth to me.
It was your passion that blew life into me
and I am now
the eye of clarity.
 
You are my daily meditation
the miracle by which I am...
my warm pleasure ...
and my cold pain.
My nectar…
of immortality.
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