I love you. My children.

The heart grows,
Pushes against the lungs,
Knocks against the bones,
Ruptures the skin.

How I wish you would feel my Love
In my embrace.
Huge
Transcending us.

I plunge into your eyes
So that you may sense me
Whole within you.
For ever
In an eternal leap.

I do not wish to dish out food on to your plates
I do not wish to teach you to read and count.
I wish to kiss you
To cling to you
Invisible
Priestly
In the same geminal love.

Goa, India, 2004