high mountains, deep sea a chilly wind the sun on my skin caressing me gently so often i doubt whether it's real & i question my rationalism, the nostalgia but this longing makes it true to me and my experiences of course so many times when i couldn't breathe dying i sensed this untouchable place which goes beyond my imagination and i cried without tears as i always do. my intuition showed me that none of it is an invention but since i was unglued and unknowing at that time i tried to discover the secrets from my past wonderful, monstrous, painful and magical it took me a long period of time to understand that my efforts weren't successful cuz sometimes there are no inferences -only moments of inexplicable, amazing oneness.Birth sign: Libra
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