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November 2009 
Loosing The Art Of
Posted on Oct 28th, 2009
by 
Shanti
Shanti
Treading Light
In a restless Ocean
Short Short Thoughts
Waves breaking,
bleeding internally.
No time for Now,
Or this thing that you call living.
this conversation
moves me
makes me,
irreversibly displaces me
converted, inverted
convoluted
My feelings flip.
Swapping edges
Particles of light,
won't stay still
whisper over and under
where I can't quiet hear;
Don't tell me what you want
make me feel it.
Eternity (always with a capital E),
taking over
and taking it all in.
My body spreads
mapping new frontiers
six directions converge,
As soft young girls
bravely bearing their chest,
we dare you
to rip out my heart.
I was falling high
afraid not to try
bite my soul in two
Oh So willing to die for your Love;
in a thousand words or less
an essay on everything
because art wasn't meant to be sensible.
In a restless Ocean
Short Short Thoughts
Waves breaking,
bleeding internally.
No time for Now,
Or this thing that you call living.
this conversation
moves me
makes me,
irreversibly displaces me
converted, inverted
convoluted
My feelings flip.
Swapping edges
Particles of light,
won't stay still
whisper over and under
where I can't quiet hear;
Don't tell me what you want
make me feel it.
Eternity (always with a capital E),
taking over
and taking it all in.
My body spreads
mapping new frontiers
six directions converge,
As soft young girls
bravely bearing their chest,
we dare you
to rip out my heart.
I was falling high
afraid not to try
bite my soul in two
Oh So willing to die for your Love;
in a thousand words or less
an essay on everything
because art wasn't meant to be sensible.
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Shanti, you very creative word artist you. This one is absolutely moving and flowing, reaching out far and wide to touch every part of the aching soul.
Thanks Amy, The flow of this feels like a roller coaster. Exciting exhilarating and just a little bit scary. That gentle aching lets us know we have a soul, we are alive! Happy Halloween Gorgeous.
Sitting in the midst of mountains
sloping westward
with snow
warming under rivulets
west-bound
through deserts
some of these drops
making their way to the Pacific
swirling off toward your
land of Now and Zen
It is good to know that our lands are caressed by water
and that I can come to the shore
of your heart offerings
to drink you in
!
Drink Deep, for we love to be drunk!
This self same water throwing itself at our shores,
rises on sunshine
falls from the sky
flows through my veins
and fills my cells
with this LOVE.
If i were to capture the neuro-patterns after reading this blog… i would bottle them up in this track…
Zero 7 - Home
If you like to dance alittle to it…:-)
Zero 7 - Home (Watt Remix)
Capturing neuro-patterns at work is all part of the majic of living, their effects ripple in every direction.
If “Your Dreams are images from the book your soul is writing about you”; My soul is reminiscing drugged up flash-backs. I Love it all!
Thanks for dancing with me here.