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ICY WATERS

ICY WATERS Icy watersPure and cleanRushing down a mountain streamSparkling diamonds in sunlightOver shards of rock and  stoneFurious in their fightTo reach their goalInto Ocean’s or River’s deep.Melting peacefully  into  OneWhere they sleepEternallyNever to return from where they come.The Soul.
— Geremia, Nov 03, 2009

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 7 months ago

Ah would that we knew!

"Melting peacefully into One" The concept of this, water divided by fates, hinders and chance happenings, as its journey takes it through so many varied environments, as it dances sparkling, dull, changing shape and size, sometimes still in places, in disguise; is a lovely metaphor for non-dualistic wholeness. The element is and yet is not. it is and takes its place only to change its character and become vapour, clouds, or dissipate into the atmosphere, yet it is a tangible element, one we drink and swim in, water the staff of life, it should be rather than bread, which is a derivative of something else. I'm just thinking around this theme you have expressed with such an innocence of feeling and joy that this picture lingers long in the mind after having been read. Soul, ah soul, that enigmatic ...........? And yet the waters do not die, they do not leave this earth their ever changing flow and dance is only their changing states, are you saying that the soul is comparable to this state, ah would that we knew! My Longobardolino, lovely the picture you have painted for us here, love from your Annuccia
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 7 months ago

Just LOVELY my Longobardolino,

I have more:- Your dancing stream, that flows to become a river that flows to become the oceans of this world  and all with the description of the soul in mind, that is just LOVELY my Longobardolino, I start out commenting and my funny little mind takes me on a trip, and this time it was you who took me for a walk in natures charmed landscape, so beautifully evocative of that mysterious element water,  made of gasses, the hydrogen and oxygen we breath in and out, it all hangs so much together, that one could wonder if we also just change shape and become something else even though it seems a fact that we with our conscious minds cannot experience the change, and yet we know not! I was writing this in a letter to you and felt it could equally well be here too. I have sent many descriptions, tons of such to Longobardolino and here it is he who takes me on a walk in the lovely wilds in his mind, us all of course. Thank you for the walk I enjoyed it very much, and the idea is brilliant. Even so much so that it would be good to have some other variations on the same theme, so potent and so interesting. No? Ciaou il tua Annuccia
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 7 months ago

From the mountaintop of

From the mountaintop of awareness, the ice melts, creates rivers of being... and so a soul awakens in the eternal ocean. Love. ~Anna "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha
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lyz

16 years 7 months ago

Dearest Longo

This is a very beautiful poem and I loved the peace it made me feel. Outdone yourself dear man. Just beautiful and Anna did say it well. Love to you and yours. Lyz. XX