The Alchemy of Love

That day, when I touch the petal of flowers... I feel completely transparent to the lightning as it strikes in the steaming forest. My mind flows into the subtle rhizomes that is my true being… no boundaries, no resistance.. My body tremble and every nerve quivers… The form of flowers, the fragrance remind of the resistance to complete surrender, to this desire for life, the rigor, the pleasure and pain of boundaries, danced by this timeless creation in all of its ornate beauty, being squeezed and ravished by another, reminded of this willingness to be form, to play this game of identity. How bodies have a capacity for infinite interlocking, interpenetration, designed for an infinite series of lovemaking, and I look to the stars and ocean and wonder how this all began. I see the Greatness of YOU, YOU so ancient, yet so timeless, and it is YOU, YOU, who are my foundation, my heart free and singing in love, my path.