One after the other...an expression of thought...feel..
A gesture of peace...love..
Quiet.
A minute or two later
Still.
They speak
In patterns of three
They sing
In an octave
Woven together the painting seems
Complete.
Free from colour
Remote
Thud!
The pearls from heaven
descend upon the barren earth
Wisdom and solace
come with them
Momentary
Their role
To captivate and send in exile
Thoughts...feelings..and actions
That seem real
Yet
Clouded with the mirages
Of being human
Tied and Convicted
with charges of being
True
The trickster fails
each time..
For can the freewill in
Us Humans be diluted he asks?
Can memoirs of an image be
carved he asks?
Can the duality we live in
be erased he asks.
Where can i find her?
She smiles
Patience and a calm surrender
To that which is beyond thought .
To live the roles...and not within
them...
She glides
To watch and act..
Yet not succumb and be trapped
Thats where the phoenix lies.
Head not to the peaks..
or dive and swim the oceans
Plunge within.
The pearls fade...
I dedicate the above poem to Linda...for being here with me...through this journey..I love you my white fairy!
3 comments:
i think it's the white fairy who should thank you for every little special moment you've spent with her....god, shanu, you just make life so beautiful and meaningful! love you so much! >:D<
It becomes difficult to comment on a piece so lovely as that
As the pearls of your words fade...inspiration dawns on me...
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