Free Falling

Feels like I want something
Desperately that is within
My reach and my hands are tied.
I struggle against the rope and
Yet Loving it. Sweet helplessness.
Free falling all this time,
Spiralling towards my destiny.

Shoreless, but not windless....

My waves are within me.
Shoreless, but not windless.
They take me to the land.
And back I go to the seas.
Lonely the seas are.
Winds are the catalysts,
The sun and the moon my companions.
The wind welcomes me to the highs,
Stirring me to my Godly embodiment.
Letting me be my glorious conqueror.
I fall back to my brooding, wavy self,
Only to long for the winds
To carry me, to hold me…..
One more time, yet one more time…..

No more I

My lips touch those feet.
My temples perspiring under the achievement.
My tears blinding me to ecstasy.
I would have lived my life.
No goal unachieved.
No land unexplored.
No pleasure deprived of.
No moment unfinished.
No more longing.
No more me, but You.
No more I, but God.