the art of intimacy 3/30/19

the art of intimacy has no surface maintained

in an ocean of business,

surfacing for the air of closeness

is a necessity ongoing.

it is the essential language 

shared among the parade of individuals in passing.

sometimes called family, close friends,

endearing associates, significant other, 

boon companions, soul mates, 

benefactors and eventually self.

if ever the want

the closeness is ever the comfort.

to share the expansion of being quite naturally

is a feel for self in the moment.

more than a mirror reflection,

another is the comfort of self assured

without the claim realized as such.

just the touch of spirit from another

that goes on without confirmation as notice.

endearing as body heat to body heat

yet never consumed in account.

intimacy has a sense of replenishment,

of innocent declaration,

of embodied joy without the naming,

of deeper recesses of self discovered without search,

of the living of an energetic logic in function,

and the truth of the matter expressed.

the art of intimacy has a wisdom of the moment

as life force well spent.

there is a fusion that goes beyond connection,

beyond the allegiance of belief expressed,

beyond the boundaries of a historical self on display

beyond one’s proof of worth.

intimacy defies government, corporate stature,

even species elite.

intimacy is organic beyond understanding’s account.

it is the heart-brain in action.

time stands still in the honoring.

lit candles as flame

come to know of their true source.

the deepest truth of being

only then, comes to know of its common source 

intimacy is oneness realized in a conscious way

and expressed as a conscious means of being . . .