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inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

0 posted 2004-05-05 11:14 AM

On the same gusts
of wind, we shivered;
2 gawky reeds
against the script that
fate wrote for us;

from the bay window
the gulls flew off, unphased
and unknowing of what
hopes a citygirl spun
upon their undaunted flight,
to bring back the adventures
a project kid could string
her imagination upon

reaching
......reaching
...........reaching

your surpassed yourself

and hopped the carousel
when it slowed enough
for your ride upon it

leaving me to myself
and the others like me

in the clutches of selfdoubt
and insecuries, along with
dreams and hopes, trying
hard to climb from the deep well
of a sometimes manmade
lonely abyss,

as i see you now
solid and centered,
an old oak that can
still somehow fly;

still waivering,
though now
in a beautiful way,
as your flute plays
one with the breeze,

balanced as a stream
that flows beneath
those ripples, which
for no apparent reason,
seem to blow in
from time to time,

i stand here stuck;
still waivering, not yet
catching the calling
that you were gifted
enough to realize
when its time had come,

urging you to eclipse
the shame and selfconsciousness
that your childhood, as did mine,
ring us with,

i remain somehow coasting,
hoping to catch a glimpse
of what could have been my
own life, parallel to yours,
if i didnt run too far away
from my own gifts that
struggle within me still
for release and affirmation;
as i am a mere twig, to you
the mature and zenblessed tree,

i have no angst though
nor complaints or regrests,

i won't blame fate, nor birthplace
nor daddy,

life is what it is;

quote the buddha
'life is suffering'; none of us
truly lead a charmed life,
do we?

i coast;

if it happens... it happens
if not, i could still stand somewhat erect,
still sway along the same windgusts,
somehow always finding magic,
to counteract whatever befalls upon me.

Sudhir Iyer
Member Ascendant

since 2000-04-26

Posts 6943
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium

1 posted 2004-05-05 11:45 AM

very poignant write, this one...

regards
sudhir

ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

2 posted 2004-05-05 12:18 PM

I liked this...I liked the centeredness and the virtue of each word. So many volumes in the book of life.
TD

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

3 posted 2004-05-05 12:28 PM

maybe I should get into studying Zen more

life is suffering, yes
none of us truly lead a charmed life, no

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

4 posted 2004-05-05 01:11 PM

InkyOne~
The title is to die for ...
the content, poignantly moving through the layers~

*HUGLETS*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

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inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

5 posted 2004-05-05 01:13 PM

thanks
Sudhir, friend for stopping by for seeing this as poignant

and dear Kathleen, thanks for yes seeing somewhat of a center afterall

dixie yes, read, my friend......suffering, yes, but he didnt leave us out to dry, the buddha, something he told us about truly 'being in the moment' and seeing the beauty when it comes if only for a fleeting glance...makes the pains go down somewhat easier

thanks marg...i missed you and i appreciate your thoughtful feedback

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

6 posted 2004-05-05 01:23 PM

I can not pick a favorite line nor stanza..

Each filled with such heartache, longing, hope and understanding...

Truly an impressive piece!

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

7 posted 2004-05-05 01:28 PM

When all of the superlatives have been used..
I can only say....thank you dear Michele for this keeper.
Hugs~

~ Lost in you, I found myself. ~

choshi
Senior Member

since 2004-01-01

Posts 1184
New York

8 posted 2004-05-05 02:02 PM

Thank you for this wide open window into Truth with all its poignant ups and downs, told in your unique voice......~P

Flute sounds
fill air and follow birds
through a trackless sky.

~P

Toerag
Member Ascendant

since 1999-07-29

Posts 5622
Ala bam a

9 posted 2004-05-05 02:58 PM

Hell, when I play a flute, mice follow me to the river?...Great write gal...

bklynboy
Senior Member

since 2002-12-15

Posts 660
florida

10 posted 2004-05-05 07:20 PM

Whoa.....way too long....you lost me after the first couple of stanzas.....you know I like them short and sweet....I guess it is going to take me a while to get to the end of this one.....to be continued

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