butt on cushion
body is one vast eye
the eye of I
body is a thousand-armed antennae
the hearing of I
body is perfume-breathing breath
the nectar-nose of I
body is an ocean of tentacles
the feeling, touching and tasting of I
I sees, hears, smells, feels this new day
without a trace of any yesterdays.
I is this new day.
4 thoughts on “the flowering of the senses”
Oooo – love this – “eye of I” – sensing with every breath, every pulse, through every pore – like radar – sensing the impulse of Life everywhere… Beautiful! Lovebeams – C
The thousand-armed Kali!! (or perhaps Devi, mother goddess, or Tara, the beneficient goddess… or Demeter, who resurrects periodically…
YES!!! Dearest ML ♥
– Christine – yes! *Being* the impulse of Life everywhere …
– AM – Tara is the one who haunts my dreams. But oh, Kali – the fierce feminine – yes!
– Leslie – you are sensuousness and affection embodied …
You each gladden this heart with your unique perspectives. Thank you!