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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada 
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 Inside, I feel if only I could just contort this wilted body Into tints of purest unknown colors It may allow me to show you, Love like this. Outside, Skyward I witness the heavens Ablaze in flashes of shorted out dreams, Where cold tears of life become the flint To kindle up an ethereal electrical show Never to be duplicated by any mortal. Leaden shroud of cloud rolls in Trouncing the very heavens in a roar, Even theirloud claps of thunder, Unable to drown my searing pain, They retreats in silence. Inside, My soul’s need to believe in hopes and dreams Summons the Devine One’s touch. Oh, so gently he draws back the curtain of doubt, Revealing that which instantly will bow one’s head In reverent awe, love, and praise. Outside, Hues and tints form in His hands, Stretching over this earth sideways, and skyways, Where an untrained eye sees primary color. The spectacle He creates is constantly changing, Prismatic splashes of true color, upon color, Light up the sky as far as the eye can see To answer those queries Only sought by a mind’s true sorrow. Inside, I know at the end of any storm If I walk half way over a bridge of understanding, There and only there Will I find a rainbow. ~*~ "Look upon the rainbow, and praise Him that made it.”Ecclesiastes 43.2 |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! this is gorgeous!  |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Ah Dixie, so are you! I was just thinking today, how very lucky are we to be able to have the ability to communicate as human beings with each other. Now, if we could only use it to our benefit to further the existance of mankind, instead of its extinction, this would be good, right? There is not one thing that can not be worked out with understanding is there? |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Inside, I know at the end of any storm If I walk half way over a bridge of understanding, There and only there Will I find a rainbow. love that!!! M |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"I know at the end of any storm If I walk half way over a bridge of understanding, There and only there Will I find a rainbow." Sharon this is so beautiful and uplifting. Thank you for sharing this one with us here. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Thank you ladies, like all things in life, sometimes you just have to agree to disagree I guess? Was having fun with Paintshop Pro and found some words to wrap around a picture that spoke to me. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
oh goodness this is beautiful! |
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Laoha Member
since 2003-03-07
Posts 161Nevada, USA |
"Now, if we could only use it to our benefit to further the existance of mankind, instead of its extinction, this would be good, right? There is not one thing that can not be worked out with understanding is there?" I totally agree with on this. Thanks for sharing your thoughts the way presented. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Laoha, I spent a considerable amount of time on your Blog and sure enjoyed it. I especially loved your Chinese translations and have book-marked your pages to go back to read more. Oh, thank you for reading this as well. Sea, how are ya? Thank you too. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Sharon, this is a wonderful write and so are your reflections! Your soul shines bright and shares love so beautifully. Love, Margherita  |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
You've got a kind of Cartesian dualism going on here---the physical and spiritual, sensory and conceptual worlds are at a conflict with one another. I love the modesty of your swapping between primary and secondary colours---there's a touch of modesty to it, the singularity against the plurality (the "rainbow") and the secondary colours of the outside. There's also a kind of universal meekness that you touch upon with lines like "Never to be duplicated by any mortal." This vibrance that you discover, compared with the "reverent awe, love, and praise" that it inspires, makes happy the diversity between inside and outside, without having to reconcile it. Your final conclusion is a powerful resolve of faith: quote:This is what Kierkegaard called "the task of becoming subjective," or faith found in the recognition of the disparity between the self and God, the "inside" and the "outside" as you say. Then there's that strangely comfortable, though seemingly irreconcilable reconciliation that you've chosen to call "Inside Outside." Congratulations for demonstrating that philosophy is no match for poetry, that sincere meditation with inwardness on the fundamental outwardness is all the comfort one needs. The rainbow, the covenant between God and man, is the most suitable place you could have possibly discovered this. Loved reading this, Sharon. Brian "God becomes as we are that we may be as he is." ~William Blake |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Good grief Brian! Now I have to get out my dictionary to find out what on earth you said in part but thank you sweetie, for taking the time to dissect my meager offering. You are as I told you a diamond now out of the rough, and I personally can't wait to see you shine. I do hope you are right too, that one day they will say, "You know that Brian fellow, actually used to write his own poetry too!"  Trust me they will!You sir, are one very smart cookie. Thanks for even taking the time to read this little thing. I appreciated it. |
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