love's deep crevices
Dear Reader,
I hope you are all doing fine...today was a long and tiring day full of driving 13h of worth...
and yesterday I had long drives as well....
just slept about 2 hours ...before writing these words to you...
I would have slept 12h straight if this was not Friday
and if I was not paying my tribute to Love...
even though with all the confusions and delusions
its one of the greatest blossoms to care for in your soul..
Reader, yesterday I was not available to write not because I didn't want to write
it was so exhausting and tiring...
I cannot do everything I want to do in a single day...
lots of things and not enough hours to do all...
yesterday I could only find time to do my mediation...
not the time to write...
today as all of you know is our special day which we dedicate to Inanna
our Sumerian deity whom reincarnated through the ages and civilizations
with different names...
She is our dawning morning light
in our shadow of infinite self might
today we celebrate her eternal gift to us
by a poem and a recycled environmentally conscious nude
I raise my glass to the feelings
which gave us wings
I humbly kneel and celebrate
before Love!
a blue horizons on a wavy sea with brand new sails
inviting you to a graceful abundant riches
peaceful motions with brand new notions.
pastoral life in a journey toward red blood horizons
slow breath take in the moment's traces;
yet they are to be love's deep crevices.
King H. Ironson
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