It was only in a silent moment
That I heard your voice
A Sufi whisper
An energetic shift.
It was only between a breath, the
Pause, that I opened the Great book.
It was only ever you, you who
With poetry on your lips
You are made of sunshine.
You are a master of timeless vision.
You are a divine creature of joyfulness.
My poem is nothing but a testimony
To a moment, that I am lucky
May visit me again
8 thoughts on “Open your lips”
Thank you. I never know when a poem will come. 🙂
Indeed~ That is when the are the best! Inspired.
You are giver of goosebumps! ❤
Your poetry speaks to me as it speaks to you. Poetry I see comes to you with inspiration. Me too. My poems flow hardly ever do I search for words or correct them. Often I will wake in the middle of the night My best poems are writen then. But of course they are not mine at all. But they ae given me via the cosmic stream of all thought as I ap into its Matrix. 🙂
Your words flow like the stream of source they come from. BLessiNgs to you Ka. I am now sleepy again and so will take your words with me as I close my eyes. Xxx Sleep tight also Ka. Xxx SUe
Your message was sweet and welcoming, as I was very tired last night when I read it, after returning home ❤
The signature of a poem is a mystery isn't it? I do believe that there is an author
*and* IT IS matrix-y and stellar! I feel glad that my poem spoke to you, as it spoke to me. I hope to improve my craft as well as my ability to tap into the matrix.
Thanks for wishing me sweet dreams!
Have a beautiful day,
What wonderful lines!