some thoughts before the moment ..finally arrives

some where in the depth of my heart ..i feel touched....by fire...
and a light that's not so calm....
i wait for the moment with ....cant really tell you how........
I believed that Xersus....my love .....was alive......
and he hid in the mountain....the flower ... and the Saree.....and all the colors of nature....

Not one ....not two... I was told that Xersus was a myth......a dream..........an illusion....and all the dreams belonged to the world of sleep...of a sweet confusion.... by many...
Refusal to believe that Xersus was .....indeed a moment of past ....of death....of all things that didn't get out alive .........of this world....was the only thing that i cared for ....that mattered....

If some where in the deep crevices of my being.... darkness lurked as my shadow ...to make my belief bite the dust.......even those depths and shadows....weren't denied a space...a moment...a glow....it was only because of Xersus.....and his love .....my life.

Yearning to tanscend.....ME....for now i have wings and I know......that Xersus....You are ALIVE...
We wait and wait and wait...for moments to arrive...and when it does......we loose words...thoughts....beings.....
I Am that........... here and now...
Xersus.........You are alive......