Spirit Love

A memory I never had
Is compelling me helpless
Unspoken pure desires for you
... Before my eyes wide shut
Thoughts roll in like waves and tides
Up, crash down, up crash down.
You are calling me love
Your voice is hypnotizing

I feel your soul reaching
A thousand miles away
I feel your spirit pulling
From wherever you are
I feel your mind exploring
In a thought land never traveled
And God tells me
That you are close by

If I only knew
What you want
And how you want it
I would prepare it for you
So when you arrive
I'll be waiting and ready
To give you everything
But I already know

Where you are
What you want
How you want it
How we end
How we begin
How lovely you are
Because how I was made
Just for you

I am waiting patiently
I know you are too
For God to make a way
To the time that we share
To the time that we bear
From the time we start
To the time we part.
I can't wait till we meet

My spirit love, I love you.

... Benjamin Jerome Smith

The Years that Have Passed Me By...

Me and all the years that have passed me by,
have never seen a brighter day that was yet so dark,
to look me in the eyes and walk on by,
as if I was unknown to this weary eye;
The promise of a future that is way too bright,
just to keep my attention for a little while,
how was I to go on in this dreary night,
knowing deep down that it had all been a lie;
Finding myself as I lost it all,
maybe it wasn't just in one man's eye,
Or maybe I never really laid it all and let it die,
Because then I might have known the pain of losing it all;
It's not that I blame this bright-looking darkness,
only that I realize how I can read in between the lines,
That not all is truth and not all is lies,
walking through all these years that will pass me by.

... Mandana Divanbeigi

Walking down the street, I contemplate lightening a candle to brighten my way back home,
but it's too dark to find my lighter which has been eaten by darkness,
how dreadful the way is?
What should i do?
There are three ways
... to keep walking home,
or
to sit down and go to a deep sleep,
or
to stay in the middle of the street in order to be crashed by an unknown car,
imagining it should be a brightening way to nowhere....

... Maysam Salimi 

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