IN SHALLOW WATERS -revised

IN SHALLOW WATERS

In shallow waters

Silent and still

I see my own reflection

Undulating colors

Muted and bright

In waves of starlight.

The magic of another

Beyond Creation’s bounds

And

Like Narcissus mesmerized

I fall

By the wonder of it all.

What is

This being

In shallow waters I see

My Soul

My Spirit

My Immortality

Just a reflection others see

Of me.

— Geremia, Feb 13, 2010

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Nordic cloud

16 years 3 months ago

..and yet tomorrow it has changed and seen differently.

Ann of Norway Each being has his/her perception, each person sees differently, each day we see differently, each hour we feel we see differently, the undulating of the mind creates wave lets that pick up signs and catch definitions of the me, the you, the it, and yet tomorrow it has changed and seen differently. How fleeting is the mind's eye, how beautiful the reflection of our existence. Dear, so dear Longobardolino, we are different each day and yet the same me. Love from your Annuccia.

Geremia

16 years 3 months ago

J.B.

J.B. Longo-Geremia Yes,Annuccia, MArcel Proust said t hat the Self dies and is reborn anew several times in a lifetime. We area never what we were as before. Your comments on m other poems a re wonderful, Ann. Sorry I cannot respond. I am having unusal dfficulty typing [right side atrophied from time to time] and am contemplating geetting software that will write what I speak............... Longobardolino

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Joe

I had a comment in my head and then read your above comment and lost the other lol ... its so true dear man we are never who we were and that growth and change is called maturing and growing wiser I would hope for all of lifes experiences ... lovely image poem love and biggest hugs your Jayne-Chloe x x x

Geremia

16 years 3 months ago