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Nov 25, 2009
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Osmosis
Here we connect
and the morning sparkles
Dark river boy on a slow ravine journey
Spritely waterfall nymph with cascading hair
All of us get washed in your gorgeous spontaneity
Deep water ocean boy, steady tide and swell
In the mother current
pull them all together
And the father falls from still waters
Slow motion
and then quick flow mercury
We come together
mingling, tumbling waters through the shallows
and drifting softly deep and quiet all along the ocean floor
Here we are
five instead of two or three
completion in these bodies of water
all of which soak into me
Osmosis to the soul
Even the dogs cavort
The fluffy black and the fluffy white
chase eachother in tight circle
a ball of Yin and yang
spiralling happy on the mat
It’s 3 am and summer thunderstorm pulls cool into my room
and strange promise of change
I want to slip out to the garden to be watered like my maples
My birches
My hair fluttering in gentle breeze like the dancing leaves in the summer cool
Goosebumps bud on naked flesh
And lungs suck greedily at the freshness of sweet cool air past midnight
You are not here
I’ve missed you for days
After our brief family joy
Children in the kitchen
- in the bathroom
- coming home from school
decked in blue and gold and grey
Happy
Content
I am the wild Selkie tonight in your absence
craving the smooth of your skin against my own
My seal skin longs to be immersed
as the thunder calls my wilderness heart
Surely I would float into beloved clouds if I should step out through the door
So I resist
And tug these words free from the velvet black surrounding me
I drink deeply instead, and pull you into me as water, clear
Tomorrow I will shower in you
Pouring you across my warmth
Loving all of you
You soothe me
You comfort me
You bring me into you
I am in you, of you, all about you
You
And your children
And mine
In the knitting of the moment
The slow weaving of sunrise, sunset, dawn, dusk, noon and midnight
I miss my word weavers
But you gift me with so much more
I bless the rain and you
As you kiss my beautiful life
This beautiful life I might have offered up
But now you rain on me in steady rhythm constancy
And it is me that is blessed
and the morning sparkles
Dark river boy on a slow ravine journey
Spritely waterfall nymph with cascading hair
All of us get washed in your gorgeous spontaneity
Deep water ocean boy, steady tide and swell
In the mother current
pull them all together
And the father falls from still waters
Slow motion
and then quick flow mercury
We come together
mingling, tumbling waters through the shallows
and drifting softly deep and quiet all along the ocean floor
Here we are
five instead of two or three
completion in these bodies of water
all of which soak into me
Osmosis to the soul
Even the dogs cavort
The fluffy black and the fluffy white
chase eachother in tight circle
a ball of Yin and yang
spiralling happy on the mat
It’s 3 am and summer thunderstorm pulls cool into my room
and strange promise of change
I want to slip out to the garden to be watered like my maples
My birches
My hair fluttering in gentle breeze like the dancing leaves in the summer cool
Goosebumps bud on naked flesh
And lungs suck greedily at the freshness of sweet cool air past midnight
You are not here
I’ve missed you for days
After our brief family joy
Children in the kitchen
- in the bathroom
- coming home from school
decked in blue and gold and grey
Happy
Content
I am the wild Selkie tonight in your absence
craving the smooth of your skin against my own
My seal skin longs to be immersed
as the thunder calls my wilderness heart
Surely I would float into beloved clouds if I should step out through the door
So I resist
And tug these words free from the velvet black surrounding me
I drink deeply instead, and pull you into me as water, clear
Tomorrow I will shower in you
Pouring you across my warmth
Loving all of you
You soothe me
You comfort me
You bring me into you
I am in you, of you, all about you
You
And your children
And mine
In the knitting of the moment
The slow weaving of sunrise, sunset, dawn, dusk, noon and midnight
I miss my word weavers
But you gift me with so much more
I bless the rain and you
As you kiss my beautiful life
This beautiful life I might have offered up
But now you rain on me in steady rhythm constancy
And it is me that is blessed
— Cloudthings, Nov 25, 2009
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ziggy
16 years 6 months ago
osmosis
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
"osmosis" is a sense I often get about the way things meld into
Nordic cloud
16 years 6 months ago
and silver your nights soliloquies with stars.
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
You "osmose" across the membranes of my heart dear one!
seabhac
16 years 6 months ago
The depth of your love is a beacon
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
the wee hours often free me to the elemental bliss of nature's i
bjp
16 years 6 months ago
Dear Anni,
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
it's good to have a gentle boot about it
orgami
16 years 6 months ago
Flow of storytime wended with prose
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
Like an old man in a frightened ghost
RobertKnott
16 years 6 months ago
melding osmotic
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
It is a beautiful song, that connection..
Orphani
16 years 6 months ago
A beautiful panoramic
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
it is wonderful that you enjoyed this... you who write such wond
Gerry
16 years 6 months ago
Magical Joy
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
Gerry, great to find you here, how go your travels?
Geezer
16 years 6 months ago
Osmosis...
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
here's a chuckle, I had my fist mini "Thanks giving" with the ot
Geezer
16 years 6 months ago
Mini Thanksgiving...
Kailashana
16 years 6 months ago
One of the definitions of
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
"gradual, often unconscious process of assimilation or absorptio
RobertKnott
16 years 6 months ago
One day we wake,
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
indeed "Who could Feel a poem, who hasn’t romanced life? may you
orgami
16 years 6 months ago
NorthGate Mall
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
I had no idea this had made it to spotlight
Worldwide Freeride
16 years 6 months ago
Are you an undine or naiad in disguise?!
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
Your wish, dear Dale, is a delightful one, I love it & shall em
Benjamin1987
16 years 6 months ago
Very Good
faerybeki
16 years 5 months ago
Anni, Anni, Anni, I had a