As you move so gently across me,
I feel protected and loved.
I awake in the thought of you,
as I connect back to my breath.
Each moment a choice to move with grace.
Familiarity of sounds not sights.
I am elsewhere but my family are always here.
I am tender, my being is not.
So many lifetimes I have chosen this spot.
Although I admire you, your true beauty I cannot see.
It is one I desire within me.
As I listen to your calling. I am alert and free.
Here I am again observing silently. 

© Krishdga   24.3.17