You ask how I feel
whenever I reach that point
of loosing myself,
forgetting who I am,
in some sort of amnesia
traveling some place far away.
I cannot answer.
There are few words
that can paint the landscape
when I go on this journey
through an expanse tour of spirit.
In a moment of rapture
I find the path back home
picking up the bread crumbs
I left for my return
but when I get there,
just as I open up the door
to heaven,
I get pulled right back to you.
Euphoria is like that…
some blissful moment in time
of forgetting impatience,
tolerating mistakes,
and hungering for peace
in a few seconds
when the heart and mind
find each other in
a balanced equality
embraced by mysticism.
Let me come and go
in those moments
of yes and no,
of highs and lows,
and let me find
my return home
without the questions,
or the interrogations,
or the suggestions…
let me find myself
within myself
and let me embrace
the freedom of my soul.
Moments with Millie 
A great poem that fits with a conversation I had earlier today. People have the right to make choices in the pursuit of their happiness and people should respect whatever these choices. I recently wrote an article on tolerance that fits the topic well. You can read it on my blog, if you like.
Thank you. I will definitely do that. You are an amazing writer.
Excellent article on your site. I don’t know where to go to like your posts. Sorry!
Haha, I don’t have a like button as I’m not on WordPress.com. But there’s facebook like 😛
I did like your FB. You are an amazing writer.
Really? Thanks so much 🙂
wonderful one !
Awwww. Thanks!
this is beauty! and the ending… purification! thank you
So sweet. Thank you for always reading and encouraging me. Much love.