Love
so what do you mean when you say love a special feeling for something or someone
taking something as your own you identify with it wild or otherwise
caring for something creating room for it in your heart love blooms in every season
in the spring when you are young and free you take risks the time of the child
carefree through summer's long hot days dreams fulfilled
embrace the moment each day bright and shiny a holiday
end of summer comes too soon holding on
all the while knowing all will be transformed into autumn
you are older now and so is it... or he or she...
or something else... the mature years snuggle by the fire on cold afternoons
your vision clearer your hopes and dreams checked soon enough
when cold winds blow chill your bones the world transformed
winter white winter days winter nights
journey's end crystals sparkle a life fulfilled
give what you have it is your only reason for being otherwise it is irrational
Jul 9, 2016
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What is Unknown
the door swings open i don't know should i laugh or weep
in this place of unknowing a little smile shows at the corner of my lips
there is a wit about it all i came into this world without knowing i live
breathing in and out i grow always in that same state
no matter what i learn there is always so much more i do not know
there is a pair of little birds who have made a nest outside my door something so small
so ordinary so familiar so exquisite
i do not know how to make a nest it is said it cannot be done by man
it is as though i am locked out separated from knowing
remain in the dark it is up to me to quilt what i do know
into the whole of who i am wrap myself in the warmth of my own making
i lift the corner collect the spice that is found between
shocked that there is always so much more to learn i do what i can
satisfied it is the way of things in this world of unknowing
July 10, 2016
10 comments:
to quilt what i do know into the whole of who i am wrap myself in the warmth of my own making... beautifully said.
I love the fact that there is always new frontiers to explore, new things to learn... how truly boring it would be otherwise-
I agree, thank goodness for variety and opportunities in our world.
love the element of awe at the vast unknown...on the other hand scopes, chances and possibilities are endless too...
A wonderful poem about love. I especially like the comfort of love in winter by the fire. Love the message to give what we have, it is the reason we are here. In your second poem, I love the word exquisite to describe the miracle of birds nesting by your door....a gift. Love the idea of wrapping ourselves in warmth of our own making.....wise words, my friend, much life wisdom in this poem.
Two beautifully crafted pieces that almost knit together like quilts.. The room to love..the passing of the seasons..growing and then focusing in on those little birds. Opening the room up from inside your heart.. Collecting as much of the world as you can to make your nest..which I believe we can - isn't it said no two nests are alike so yours is just right for you - I do hope xo
Two beautiful poems, but I am struck by the second one....thinking of the fact that even if we live a lifetime and learn many things there is a lot that remains unknown to us nonetheless.
These two pieces go together. The loving and giving that allows us to still find wonder in the small nest of birds, built as we have built our own, one twig, one piece of knowing at a time.
Elizabeth
Absolutely beautiful pieces again Annell...yes there is only love...it is all we have to give and get in return. And we can only do our best!
Two deeply thoughtful and thought-provoking pieces. I do love the birds-nest, even though it made the speaker feel separate.
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