You feel it…
You feel a warmth stretching towards you from the womb of another galaxy.
… but you are outside of the geometry of repetition.
— Nizar Qabbani
Love. How does love feel for you, to you and within you? I for one am afloat in this whirlwind of the rose, pulling me in.
I woke up amidst the petals of the Damascene Rose. I always do:
“Though another claims the name, Damascus is by right the Eternal City.” ― Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad