This is about knowing someone the first time you see them. It's all about feeling familiar.
Susan
Barrier of Speech...Expounded
I understand you without translation.
Our passion for the other is a different language that transpires a difference even though there is a likeness of a difference.
Language is a spiritual asset of hearts, souls.
I never thought there was a barrier in people when smiles are the same and warmth is all heated and cold is...cold...but flesh speaks alone by touch and feeling.
Our hearts speak by knowing and sensing, warmth and familiar fuzziness.
Eyes speak with a knowledge that even minds can't comprehend today.They search souls and find paths...and they realize before the brain that the heart speaks.
No language barrier here.
No wars can ever change the transpiration of love in a pair of eyes that reach out for souls.
History is full of testaments to this.
Even a soft brush by a spirit on the sidewalk will freeze a smile and cause the heart to walk that same path again and again to search for that special language that isn't "spoken" and for that brush that grabs the soul of the stranger.
It's intrigue.
The soul can feel what the mind cannot vision...and it speaks in barely a whisper.
We need no words, though they are there.
If you were in Grand Central Station it would find you.
It's the tender smile that sets a porcelain face apart in a crowd.
It's a memory shaken...spoken in silence...frozen in time and searched for the lifetime.
I think you understand.
I'm sure you do.
The heart, soul or spirit doesn't need an interpreter...
Familiar souls, opposite,yet equally the same, can evoke feelings that words can't even come close to, It's been said that words lie still. I believe that, and I also believe that souls do not, they speak forever, silently in a whirlwind language more powerful and true than the loudest or most profound words could ever describe. Great write, Love, Pierre.
Even a soft brush by a spirit on the sidewalk will freeze a smile and cause the heart to walk that same path again and again to search for that special language that isn't "spoken" and for that brush that grabs the soul of the stranger.
...Brilliantly encapsulated.
It's a memory shaken...spoken in silence...frozen in time and searched for the lifetime.
... And again! :)) Words are sometimes what disturbs the bond, rather than enhances it. No words are probably what is required to do full justice to this piece... by just absorbing it's beauty in the stillness of the soul and letting the soul do the talking! Marvellous, thank you. Kate xx
A communion of instant recognition between two souls "even though there is a likeness of a difference." A concept as beautiful as the language sung to communicate it.
Oh Susan this is fantastic and so special, I feel the love that bursts from your heart when you speak of your feelings for the subject of this write. I love it.
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
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Even a soft brush by a spirit on the sidewalk will freeze a smile and cause the heart to walk that same path again and again to search for that special language that isn't "spoken" and for that brush that grabs the soul of the stranger.
...Brilliantly encapsulated.
It's a memory shaken...spoken in silence...frozen in time and searched for the lifetime.
... And again! :)) Words are sometimes what disturbs the bond, rather than enhances it. No words are probably what is required to do full justice to this piece... by just absorbing it's beauty in the stillness of the soul and letting the soul do the talking! Marvellous, thank you. Kate xx
Lovely, Susan
Walt
TY very much for this....
you've unravelled some knots in my brain...
Aberjhani
Indeed Susan; sometimes, no words are needed. Very effectively expressed. Thank you. Love and blessings to you,
Regis
hugs
Fee
Love Tinka
No translation for knowing when you've found the right one: you'll both know it and understand each other's language. :) Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.