Kindred, in the World of His and Hers
by Lisa Hilbers
Thursday, July 06, 2006
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Kindred in the World of His and Hers
Follow along the thin bone of my jaw;
with the same fingertip that discovered my soul-
Oh I can feel your lips; Feel your breath upon my neck,
Did I ever tell you?
Did I tell you, that when I am with you,
I feel complete; Completely whole?
With no other; Not in this world is there another,
that allows me to calibrate my own heartbeat-
Experience the sound of morning; Each and every one,
as though I had been birthed, within the juices of innocence,
just as night fell on the previous eveningís horizon-
As though Iíd opened my eyes for the first time, and there;
There you were, swirling carefree in the coral misty air
It was a tiring, and trying journey, but today,
today I have found peace. Peace at last-
Oh the search; The seemingly endless search, for
the spirit in which I yearned for; Needed ever so badly-
Never did I rest- In sleep, or in alertness-
In the warm light of day; or the bleak deep darkness of night-
This trek Iíve accomplished; Accompanied by freedom;
Like a raven in highest flight
Today; Today Iíll rest; Oh I surely will-
Here Iíll stay surrounded by and in the essence of nature-
Human and animal kind alike- but all in the spirit;
Kindred, as in the world of his and hers
© Lisa Hilbers
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|Reviewed by jude forese
|smooth, loving and inspired ...|
|Reviewed by Aberjhani
|A unique and sensuously empathetic write. Warmly and deeply moving.
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Awesome package Lisa!!
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|A masterpiece of loveliness...
Hope all is fine...
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Lisa you have given us a picture of love wrapped in the beauty it deserves. A wonderful poem of spiritual freedom.|
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|Oh! What a glorious love you have penned for us, Lisa. I felt rather like the kid outside the candy store, peering longingly through the window, two pennies short of being able to go inside and buy her favorite treat. Who wouldn't give all that they had for a love such as this; a true love that vibrates from within the marrow of our bones and scents the air with lavender and roses. I hope that this is autobiographical and that this sweetness dwells within the core of your existence. Wonderful writing as always, Lisa. This one wraps us up and gently rocks our soul.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|So well balanced and sensitive. Very touching and emotionally satisfying to read of such unity of spirit and soul. Not always that commone in today's world of divorce and one night stands.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Lisa, you have a wonderful way with words.
|Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
|reading this poem, imagining myself in that picture, was respite, relief, like rain for a thirsty soul. thanks, Lisa, and thanks for your comments on my recent poem. Dawn|
|Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher
|A beautiful poem, soothing the soul!
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
Very intense and dreamy composition..
It's good to feel loved and appreciated...
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|GORGEOUS poetry, Lisa; passionate; beautiful; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.