Enter This House My Love


I am a sculptor, a molder of form.

In every moment I shape an idol.

But then, in front of you, I melt them down

I can rouse a hundred forms

and fill them with spirit,

but when I look into your face,

I want to throw them in the fire.

My souls spills into yours and is blended.

Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,

I cherish it.

Every drop of blood I spill

informs the earth,

I merge with my Beloved

when I participate in love.

In this house of mud and water,

my heart has fallen to ruins.

Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.


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Dedicated to My Love~




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My lover is my muse~



12 thoughts on “Enter This House My Love

  1. WordsFallFromMyEyes says:

    If your lover is your muse, may you never lose them.

  2. Dear Sindy blue,
    I nominated you for a Tag award at http://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/04/20/tag-award/

    love, linda

  3. Beautiful Artworrk!!! You have a beautiful blog !!! *Cynthia

  4. shreejacob says:

    I like the Rumi poem…and it sounds so intense!! I’m back! and I hope you are doing well 🙂
    PS: Gorgeous picture of you too on the sidebar! That is you, yes?

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