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For Amadeus: I Wish I Could Write Something as Beautiful as This…

Two Souls by Eduardo Calz

For dear Amadeus.

You know who you are. And I wish I could write a poem that encapsulates everything so wonderful about you.

And I will – in time.

In the meantime, I shall need to borrow a sonnet from the wonderful Pablo Neruda. I hope you like it…

SONNET XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love, a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:

Where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

(Sources: Poem Hunter: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xvii/ and pre13.deviantart.net – ‘Two Souls by Eduardo Calz )

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Tiny Flicker

Beautifully timed for a period where I am asking myself these very questions. Thank you, dearest wonderful Pat, forever and always ❤

Source of Inspiration

1 candle

More and more
rituals, customs, celebrations
fall away
knick-nacks on a shelf
that I pass on to others
my life is being parred
down to essentials
yet still I feel crowded
finished with what
was once so important.

What will be left
when I am at my core
when there is only me?
Will I then know
why I am here
and who this being
I call me really is
or will I be as a candle
slowly burnt away
until only a flicker
of flame is left
flicker, flicker, then gone.

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Just Waiting

Absolutely.

The ever wonderful Pat Cegan expresses how I feel with eloquence and beauty. Thank you, Beautiful Soul ❤

Source of Inspiration

riverofthoughts

I feel like I am waiting
for what I do not know.
There is no “good or bad”
to this–just waiting
with patient expectation
that what comes
will be right for me.

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No Expectations

Indeed… Love Just Is 🙂

For Someone Who Knows Me Well – I love you for your beautiful soul, your wisdom and just for being you. ❤

Thank you, dearest wonderful Pat, for saying the words I have needed to say but couldn’t find the right order for them. Thank you ❤

Source of Inspiration

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It is so easy to love
why do we make it so hard?
Love is not about what
you can do for me.
Love seeks only to give.
If I love, I want to
set you free to be
all you are meant to be.

Love does not restrict
forbid, create fear
for love is pure
unselfish, a gift to
another with no
expectation.

Love just is.

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Messenger

I am so glad to have found this beautiful gem of a site. This poem resonates with me so much today. I shall be visiting frequently… and to Theresa, thank you ❤

Soul Gatherings

Messenger
by Mary Oliver

My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers,
there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast;
there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old?
Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young,
and still not half-perfect?
Let me keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still
and learning to be astonished.

The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing,
since all ingredients are here,
which is gratitude,
to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren,
to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all,
over and over,
how it is that we live forever.

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Silence of the Soul

… for these challenging moments in time… so, so apt. Thank you dearest Pat – for saying what I am feeling at this time…

Source of Inspiration

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The roar of my inner silence
sweeps away all other sound
leaving a deep and pervasive
sense of solitude.

Alone in the midst of a
world teeming with life
alone on crowded city sidewalks,
a parties of jubilee, at the
most intimate moments with a
lover. My loneliest moments
have been with others, unable
to escape the silence of my soul.

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No More Fixing

Wise words from the wonderful Pat Cegan indeed… and wise words that apply to a situation in my own life that I have finally released today. I have done what I needed to do. It is now up to the individual concerned as to whether or not they wish to fix their own life…

Source of Inspiration

fairy house4

Whew, what a relief!
I finally understand
that it is not my job
to fix or save anyone.
Each of us must give space
for others to find
their own answer
just as I must do
with each thought, word
action leading to a life
well lived if I so choose.

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