ground of love

Ever since I

Plunged my head

Beneath the

Ocean of Love

The soggy ground

Of this mind

Can no longer

Hold the weight

Of a single thought.

Every one of them

Keep seeping through

To the empty ground of Love

Sitting,

I am like a dandelion

Rooted in the palms of Life

Wind comes.

My wholeness is in pieces

Being gently blown

Across the field of Love.