I want to experience moments of ecstasy without actually taking ecstasy.
And where is that golden land of balance between intimacy and solitude? I know the dark pangs you describe. They are sharper than the sharpest thing. I hope the remedy is that love and beauty you describe. When love and beauty and satisfaction become life rather than just a part of it… I think these pangs disappear. Lately and maybe forever I crave being alone. There is stimulation here, in the newness. My mind needs quiet spaces. I dream of still gardens and mango lassis. You are in my heart.