Intrigue

Intriguing…this curious thing.
It breathes my air, takes my space, drinks my water, carries a place.

Intriguing…this curious thing.
It seems as if emotion gathers, it seems as if thought forms, it seems as if it holds secrets.

Intriguing…this curious thing.
It appears beautiful, as if designed by an artist, flawless perfection. As if it holds secrets.

Intriguing…this curious thing.
It holds true what I see.
This curious thing, it has fooled me.

This perfection, this beauty, it is mirage.
This curious thing…holds a veil, but within…

This curious thing…hollow within, sadness, something is missing.

This curious thing…hides within it a light, so brilliant, so pure.

This curious thing…Not perfection, if only it would see, what a light it holds to me.

It is…

There is a sense in the air… a feeling that has manifested into form… hidden by a fabric thinner than time

There is a vibration in the air… a hint of sound floating through my body… deep inside, a chill

There is a wind… approaching at speeds too fast to feel… yet it passes through, leaving its path visible with light

There is a calm… approaching from within… it was always there, yet it lay dormant… until this thing

This thing… too great for words… too large for me… or is it?

This calm is strength… it came out from my soul… it came out of my mind… it burst to the surface it broke through me…

This thing… it came to me… for me… to take me… to teach me…

But what is this thing?

With eyes that shatter, yet are not seen

With tears that blind, yet can not flow

With knowledge that breaks, yet is spoken in an ancient tongue

With words you deafen, yet can not be sung

But what is this thing?

What is it?

Is it?

It is… 

I dream…

I sleep
I dream

I see beauty and light
I take flight

Hold on to me
As we travel
Far beyond this time
Far beyond this place

The sky so bright
Vivid are the stars at night

Illuminating imaginations
Elucidating our souls

During our Journey
We understood
All that life held was good

Our knowledge from the source
An open book to guide our course

This dream hold true
This life we value

For in the end
It is what it is

Life is and always will be this dream
Continuous Life and knowledge

It is beyond an individual
Life is greater than the whole
But can not be without an individual

A lovely discussion…

My dear Gypsy Heart, what a lovely discussion… She commented and it touched my heart… these are the types of conversations I long for… ask questions, seek truths… share each other… Gain an ounce of insight… a glimpse of the universe…  

 

Gypsy~Heart wrote:

 

I read all of your latest posts, and you really touched my heart. I ask the same questions and I yearn for the same completion! Going through the motions of life… with burning fires within my heart. (that gypsy-heart feeling). Feeling as though I am here but I am not… as if I do not belong. Do you ever feel these things? Recently you said you felt we knew each other before… care to expound on that? No respone necessary or you can email me if you prefer. Sending love and light to you!

 

Enreal in response…

 

(((Gypsy Heart)))… there is something about the energy I feel from you, even your name, it makes sense to me… not to mention your art… it is familiar… you never truly know all there is to know, the purpose behind these meetings… for you see, we all are connected now, trough this medium… we all have met, share a huge part of our Soul… connected, do you understand… of course you do,,, I received your light and Love… namaste my friend…