Maria J. Andrade
The Night's Silence - Poem by Maria J. Andrade
The night's silence moves gracefully
which sway in unison lovingly,
as the night passes.
I smell the sweetness of honeysuckle,
and am aware of your Presence,
recall all the years you waited.
From the beginning you called me,
for half a life time waited,
knowing every thought in my heart,
while I did not know who I was.
And even now,
I gradually sense I am the night,
the trees watching in darkness,
the perfume of the honeysuckle
in the air.
I am everything out there,
and also this still point, a woman,
who witnesses the beauty,
experiences the beauty in my body,
like a child awakens to the vastness
of my body.
You and I now together,
out of longing,
out of desire.
It cannot be otherwise.
It is the same desire,
that in the seed,
becomes the blossom.
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