... to feel,
presently,
this very instant,
beyond all imaginings,
is to know
directly
anew.
The mind's 'self'
has You forget,
by imagining for a moment
that love can become
different than it is.
Within a made thought
given welcome,
is madness lived
alone.
Clutching its tail
to survive,
in demand of a love
made special.
As fear dies
to awakened disregard,
love dawns
of itself,
ever
anew.
brian in a moment