Entangled in Quantum Space

Humans are like paper planes

the void of deep blue sky

wrapping Earth like plastic bags

where they fly and listen to the songs of life.

I don't need earplugs

Universe is enoughly plugged in

into me and into her heart

heart beats, pumping up the spaces

for neurons to explode

She and I, we are entangled in quantum space

this is what poets call  'love'

unwrapping the atmosphere

in Zen Beats created by the

mixture of air, the bees and humming bird.

And I know,

every blink of light and heat,

follows infinitude of dark and cold

her eyes twinkling this moment

lightning up like all those stars

sometime floods my being

with constant rainfall from her eyes

but thats beautiful

because the forest grows as she cries

only tears shows the beauty of rainbow,

the beauty of light.

You see, there is no, Ying and Yang;

there is only Ying Yang, thats the tao of life

the great act of playfulness

of hope and hopelessness

its all the play of atmosphere within

you know it,

you feel it,

yet, you dont know it,

you dont feel it,

Ying that yangs and yang that yings.

In love, there is no such play,

there is no yinging and yanging heart,

there is only the zen beats

of her heart to mine

there is no acting and fakery

there is no delusion and duality,

there is only love,

She and I, we are entangled in quantum space

unconditional devotion

And thats what the world knows not,

its definition of love is plastic heart

desperately trying to be together

for what ? I wonder,

lover is already with the love

there is no two there,

no need for trying to be together

As the moment,

one falls in love,

true love,

there is only togetherness,

with or without

are just words

thats why I say,

She and I, we are entangled in quantum space

appearing

and disappearing

beyond time and space !