Triptych of A Time (poem) by Alexandra* OneLight*Ž Authors & Creations on AuthorsDen

Triptych of A Time
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Triptych of A Time I want myself, today, in dilutions of blue on a triptych of washed air and time unabridged in metamorphosis of itself, suspended not upon a tabernacle or even a wall, but rather upon a sea with earth near and the limit merely of being an island that you will reach - should you want to through vitreous transparencies of clefts open along a glance on the foam of a decipherability coming from submerged currents of replicas that regenerate and are route, yet do not drag. Thus, I want myself split where you can reach me whole and pervade me while I fluently impregnate you and we vastly breathe each other, as light expands. A light that does not blind, but rather projects other dilutions, subtly obvious of all the gradations possible between this blue of today, the shadows of yesterday and the tints that tomorrow will conceive the time in which Im portrayed and you reflected such as it is, in one more or in a thousand more retables, with no true beginning or end. Š 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLightŽ Please read Aberjhani's* extraordinary essay *"Visions of the Poets - Journey Through Universes Beyond the Visible"! First part under "Articles" at http://www.authorsden.com/Aberjhani* second part and conclusion featured with deep gratitude at the OneLight*Ž Authors & Creations website:

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 7, 2006

A most beautiful and captivating offering, Alexandra. Thank you. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*Ž (Reader)

Then come, let the two of us
paint our own portrait together.

If a cool draft should wish
to seep through the window of our souls,
let us embrace each other and create
a new warmth in the canvas.

If darkness should fall upon our shores,
may we be guided by the light of love
within our hearts and spare none
of the brightest colours of our palette.

Thus we blend and no one who admires
the masterpiece we now create shall be able
to discern the beginning or end of either of us.
No one will know whose hand is holding the brush,
no one can tell which hand is guiding the other.

Our creation shall be called an Act of Love.

Teu Metade de Um,
Joseph

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on March 5, 2006

This is a beauty, quite outstanding.
The gift of words are yours truly.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

This shines with the illumination of life and love that you always offer to your readers.

Felix

Reviewed by Brian Pellerino

Reviewed on March 4, 2006

Alex,

I've said it before - NO-ONE writes about the blending of souls like you and Joseph. I am always haunted by how well the two of you compliment one another. It is my sincere hope that everyone find that harmony in their lives. Beautiful expression - as always!

Peace,

B

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 3, 2006

What a glorious embodiement of thoughts, you share in this captivating poem, Alexandra!Wonderful triptych too!

eT

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Alexandra,

Beautiful words, delicate, serene, to begin my morning with; well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.