spring
I woke you out of sleep
didn't I
to set your heart
pouring from this rock
you must understand
I made the universe too fast
I was in need of bread, then
and yes,
the first fruits
were bathed in dew
the grains golden
and feet, those small puffs of dust
on the plains
made me glad
but nothing I touch is new
I need water, now
your clear gaze
the fire
forgotten in this mountain
and now I open
the first crack in the dam
your heart
in this rock
didn't I
to set your heart
pouring from this rock
you must understand
I made the universe too fast
I was in need of bread, then
and yes,
the first fruits
were bathed in dew
the grains golden
and feet, those small puffs of dust
on the plains
made me glad
but nothing I touch is new
I need water, now
your clear gaze
the fire
forgotten in this mountain
and now I open
the first crack in the dam
your heart
in this rock
posted by Yes at 7:30 AM
12 Comments:
yeah, my bird...you were the one who woke me out of my sleep...long sleep.
You get water from my heart, my dear bird..
drink, drink, drink as much as you want :-)
loved this one, my dear bird...
when i read a poem -- its only me and the poet...so i'll say all this crazy things...just pumping my love out of my heart :-)
i just want to be free...
love, my bird,
devika
Nice -
Devika--yes, I believe you are secretly a bird, also, and take to your wings when no-one's looking--
I so appreciate how you open your heart...
Paul--I think you just wrote a one-word paragraph--
also very much appreciated!
;-))
love you, so
devika
Like the ambiguity of the whole poem and that phrase "but nothing I touch is new" - one can read this several ways...
Devika--nice to see your happy double smile...
Janice--Your comment is intriguing--your reading of the line as having several meanings made me think! I could only come up with two--of course, the author is not always as perceptive as the reader...
If you have some spare minutes, it would be great to have you tell what you are seeing!
this is my first comment today mybird..
let's all keep smiling, the double smile :-))
to me, my bad stint with blogging is over; now i want to have a share of my fun, seriously..all weighing too much..yet not able to write anything. music is not touhing me ...so fun is the only way out...
love you so, my dear bird
devika
Devika--what a wonderful idea--to be light and float away on bubbles of freedom--you deserve some fun after all that intensity!
Please do, don't change your mind...
If decided, i am decidely decided my bird :-)
i mean to have fun! but i see that all the fun-loving people turning serious - makes me sad, really!
wishes!
devika
From such a deep spring these words do flow. I chase the metaphors/like butterflys/without a net/more beautiful to spin around and wonder/than capture and lose.
Devika--but having fun is so HARD...
Pat--ah, a Pat Paulk opus on my very own blog...well, now you have made MY Sunday morning, for sure!
Delightful concept...
My dear,
in matters of fun, to each its own -- works better perhaps :-))
i can always, except when the rage gets me -- but thinking of it later, it could be just fun...i just LOL a few minutes after i blast...
and that makes me get back faster on track :-)
wishes!
devika
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