 Blog PostsFriends         | Shake the world openShake the world open in an unconscious dance, break through the limits and with the great pulse of life capturing your soul, crash right through to the waiting hand of the sleeper. She smiles as she carries me. I am a trembling she cradles in her heart to dream the ancient blood of the universe.Cosmic forgetfulness of the blind watcher sighing, of the night watchman sleeping, of the insomniac eye as it loses sight to capture the slow but persistent evasion. Everything is wind separated from the storm, and my soul is a rogue disturbance without fear of discipline or god Everything carries you further from me. Nowhere will find us together, but nowhere is lost in its own absence, waiting for a sign to excuse itself and make its way to our secret place, where the final waves of our forgotten memory disperse and hide their last subtle tremors. |