Orgasm. a poem...

The warm air on my face.
Rushing through fine hairs.
Moisture in the air touches your lips.

Slowly all senses awaken.
You're in another place.
Another world.

You're alone.
Allowed to feel .

You close your eyes.
Sore over high mountains and valleys.
Purple.

Out to the desert far away.
Back to green.

lf u love something, set it free...

There was once a lonely girl who longed desperately for love. One day while she was walking in the woods she found two starving song birds. She took them home and put them in a small gilded cage. She nurtured them with love and the birds grew strong. Every morning they greeted her with a marvelous song. The girl felt great love for the birds. She wanted their singing to last forever.


One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of the two birds flew from the cage. The girl watched anxiously as he circled high above her. She was so frightened that he would fly away and she would never see him again that as he flew close, she grasped at him wildly. She caught him in her fist. She clutched him tightly within her hand. Her heart gladdened at her success in capturing him. Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened her hand stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate clutching love had killed him.

She noticed the other bird teetering on the edge of the cage. She could feel his great need for freedom. His need to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air. The bird circled once, twice, three times. The girl watched delighted at the bird's enjoyment. Her heart was no longer concerned with her loss.

She wanted the bird to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody, she had ever heard.

The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tight, the best way to keep love is to give it -- WINGS!

Compassion...

Sending love and compassion from my heart.
life for some, is so very hard.
We have enemies we dont even know;
and they, like us are just normal people.
l feel we are all too close together,
almost living in each others space.
l may look at you,
and not give u face,
but behind my blues eyes,
love is pouring out.
l shield myself with many walls.
afraid of people coming far too close,
l am an lsland,
yet l send u compassion and love
straight from my heart.
Sometimes we /l forget that others
lives are not easy also...
and to sit and think about people we
dont like and realise they have it bad
at times too.
So,,
OM MANI PADMA HUNG.