The First Voice - Ron
The Conversation

 

I know there are many things left

unsaid, and questions not asked,

time will tell all, reveal all.

And the mystery that is you

that is me and the beauty and

spirit of us when we are together,

or apart, will begin to

unfold graciously, patiently,

lovingly, in complete wholeness.

As if from the first still point of creation,

when time released itself from captivity,

where all things end and begin

anew in the nirvana out of which all

life arises. Where we learn with a

trust given by our own humanity

that we are the same as one

another. Where I feel the texture

of each thought,

intimately sought that passes between

us, as the moon knows the reflection of its

own light passing through the heavens.

 

 

The Second Voice - Ambika

What is There to Say?

Left un-thought

this thought unsaid fits

spaces between clouds

passing by…perhaps

 

a rare bird swoops away

from those blue

spaces speckled

with rainbow drops

 

free because it just happens

to be what is

 

between us, you and me

 

we are same as you and me...

one undecipherable

coded with secret wonder

 

cells that make the tree make you

make me and dirt and water

underside of lilies

 

intimate spaces of wonder

tears for sap

rain morning dew

 

where moons passing by

are swallowed by suns

 

our breath clouds

the dewdrop

as we gaze into gaze

 

wander sun shines

into and through us

 

what is there to say

that has not been said

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Taoli-Ambika Talwar

Ron Starbuck