Overexposed

The heart is overexposed
In light too high to see with any eye
How can words be known here
Where all is blinded light?
The listening heart hears
The rush of love’s waterfall
As a million butterflies per second
Crash into the pools below.
On the mountain peaks
Siva wears his snake around his neck
Like a prize
He has let it out completely –
And uses it now as a garland.
Yearning toward this freedom
My own wisdom illuminates
The seven caves
All elaborately decorated with images of you.

(I’ve been reading over some of my earlier poems – I’ll post them here from time to time.)

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One thought on “Overexposed

  1. “The listening heart hears
    The rush of love’s waterfall
    As a million butterflies per second
    Crash into the pools below.”

    Some great lines.

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