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A VERY BRIEF REFLECTION

LIKE A RIVER
Like a river raging to Ocean’s DeepI rush to find my destinyVictim of my own human nature.A frail and wondrous reflectionOf Creation.Unwilling player of  some Cosmic Puppetry.I am here and here I stayCommitted to the endUntil that  dayI separate.AMEN 
— Geremia, Sep 19, 2009

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 8 months ago

I Separate Amen

Those two words are so terrific together just there, WHAT an ending, Such an evocative abstract vision of wholeness- asunder-final-infinite-stop. RESIGNED. This craves great patience, the patience of Jobe, as we are allowed creation. And are you 'created' - I suppose so! OH "wondrous reflection", how are you today? Surely its only now that you are an unwilling player, there was a time with no pain, no trouble, no negative thoughts, I hope so. I love this too:- "Like a river raging to Ocean’s Deep I rush to find my destiny" "Victim of my own human nature." This line I found didn't carry on any of the expectant impetus of the first two that crash and roar so splendidly. A slightly more 'poetic' way round the same words, or exactly the same meaning but differently echoed in our minds, as if the spray from the sea had sent them there from the ocean's own nature. Did you mean unwilling player IN some cosmic ? Am I being difficult, I hope not dear Longobardolino Love from your Annuccia
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Longo, how many times

Dear Longo, how many times has your spirit left your body to merge with life and love? I notice that that's all I ever do, returning once again to the bliss I am. May you find always your depth in expression. ~A