I do say words

I say words to bloom into meaningfuls

that sneak away from mind-states,

to find more essential feelings at home. 

living their home-life 

without any further mental interruptions

as deep aquariums of emotions, 

that stream their sumptuous existence,

that swim their inner life

without efforts towards word proclamations,

that just feel for sourcing other feel

in the natural harmonics of etheric space, 

ever embracing the ongoing flow.

how breeze is but an emotional metaphor

yet of constancy without mental regard.

but I say words,

in hopes of distant travel,

to those places within,

not by topic to get there,

but by tone in the call outs,

as if whales in deep dialogue.

they, of their harp range,

calling out to those of harmonic embrace,

possibly to surface as meaningfuls,

but more importantly

to sense in a different light,

as the essentials of connection,

even without other evidence.

just soul to soul,

is the purest of means.

swim what I say.

dive beyond what meaning offers.

seek the comfort of connection

beyond what agreement 

or obvious acknowledgment in face provides.

there is a symphony of beingness

that we all need to know of its existence,

even beyond what sensible can offer as means.

there is heartfelt ever approaching

as if light from within realized.

we are how light meets light

as if a clarity without meaning to provide,

an inward expression of whole

beyond what self can address.

ever the ascension is calling,

to lose my self 

to a great sense of whole.

words are just skip-stones 

across the ever-awareness pond.

let the meaning sink its surfacey splash death.

but allow for the sinking to be

as an embrace towards embodiment.

for the wholeness of liquidity's eventual-ness,

to leave solid and porous

for fluidity as oneness expressed.

words, let them live and sink,

but give each tone

a chance at being blessed

by your own emotional liquidity,

where we can be fluid of the oneness

and yet appear as solid for the splash. 

experience has so much 

watery surface to provide.

yet beneath the reflection reality offers,

the currents of our beings run deep.

emotions swim there, 

each one of us within the other . . .