We Belong

Oooh yum, I loved this, I drank it up like lovely clear sweet brook water... You write smoothly & simply & I feel it's coolness going down. A lovely pleasure & precise. So glad you commented me so I could read this fantastic jewel of "how it is"ness. It's life... we think we're so significant, but every now & then we get to glimpse how tiny our little lives actually are in the big picture... not to say we are not magnificent or useful or great. Just good to be aware of the big picture at times. This poem portrays the loveliest simplicity of perspective & being... It's the same sense I get from flying, being in the clouds (or not), all those people (lizards?) in all those circumstances with their dramas & their joys & up there, you CAN'T know, can't take it in, have to sit back & let it be, see it as the patterns of life milling about, knowing, but necessarilly detatched. Mmmm this write gave me such a peace within, a sigh of recognition, a reminder what REALLY matters... at it's skeletal level, it isn't a lot, perhaps it's merely loving, who knows Loved it. Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

I love this one too Sha, it's seems to me to be such an atmospheric piece! A real sense of stillness and acceptance! more lessons about 'being in the now' for me, i seem to be seeing them everywhere at the mo! :) a great write, top job! much love b x

yes cheers, Jess Forever unwrapping the eternal present.