As you've said, you are a moon child (water) with aspects of the sun and the ram (fire). You know how to start your own fires and then put them out. ;-) Heheee. I wouldn't dare psychoanalyze and advise you. This poem reminds me of the poem I posted to my blog Dec. 1, but your poem has hope. Mine is depressing. :-) Oh, it's the mood I've been in off and on. Hey, I'm part moon child too. I like the tension and passion in this poem, Jude. And the positivity at the end. ~~Nordette
The fine tension and delicate balance is contrapuntal in this write, Jude, like at the outer edge of a pendulum's swing. It is not often you express fear and uncertainty from within yourself like this. The questions you articulate have the answers from within as you stand upon this crossroads and consider/renew direction. Like climbing Everest, each stage is both a resting point and a place from which to make fresh ascent, having physically and mentally regrouped and recharged. Actually, perhaps this is not so much the expression of uncertainty as the quiet assessment and acknowledgement of a current, previously unspoken state of affairs. Love the lines "When voices stay dry and roads remain barren" - now THAT is a comprehensive description of the hopelessness/bancruptcy of world ideas and logic. Apart from that, I would just like to carry Sage's bags... I go with everything she says! 'Cept that, in my limited understanding of Gnosticism, spirit and body are divided in the sense of the importance as to how each acts upon the other (might be wrong here!; but this seems a write that is conversely reaching out for a realised holism - hence the capacity for relaxed sleep. Ah well, on that note think I'll just reach for me pipe and slippers and tuck up for the night... Kosy Kate xx
There are times when I read a poem and although it impacts upon me, I find it hard to make any meaningful comment. This is one such time. It is a personal write and one that I can relate to having recently fallen in love.
Thanks for sharing your expressive work.
Chanti
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on December 4, 2005
We can only do what we can do ...
and it does make a difference.
I believe that the world is trying
to sing itself awake.
Maintaining focus is the key and within the heart of the questioner will be delivered he answers. The chaotic nature of the world is usually the greatest obstacle we have to scale on the road to enlightenment. You portrait images on this page that cause the mind of the reader to ponder your words and align them to the occurrences in their own life. Excellent and extremely beautiful offering, Jude, thank you.
Take care,
Sherry
Jude,
Probably just the mood I am in, and that I did 10 massages in the past two days, but... it gave me the feeling of wanting to sit in front of a warm fire and contemplate the questions. Very dreamy and lingering!
Excellence in sage, beautiful verse. :) Thank you, Sir!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on December 3, 2005
I found this to be a complex read within simple thought. It can be read line by line, or as three poems in one using the same sentence from each stanza to speak for itself. The questions are answered. Very insightful and thought provoking.
Reviewed by Betty Torain (Reader)
Reviewed on December 3, 2005
I like this POEM. It takes me to a place of maturity in my thinking.
A soulful, searching write, Jude! It starts out rather as a gentle love, and moves on to paradoxes - *Can we decipher love within tears
and joy within heartbreak?* And the eternal questions of deep-thinking persons, questions that have no answers 'til they occur. I prefer not to see finality in the final lines, but hope and love. A beautiful thoughtful write that needs reading and re-reading, Jude.
This is a very beautifully written soulful, yet glorious poem Jude...When the disparate cells of humanities heart comes together it will beat with one momentum, but until then we are to do whatever we can to: climb the mountains, sail the seas, tend the flowers even when all is becoming passe, and especially when we are in a position to enlighten others.
From my feminist standpoint and self-prescribed religion of Wicca, the Goddess manifests in many different forms, some which shatter the stereotypes associated with womanhood and religion. Sovereignty, war, and hunting are all within Her remit. She is autonomous, sexual, and strong. I assert the dominance of the Goddess in place of patriarchal monotheism. The Goddess is all-inclusiveness. She contains opposites within herself, including female and male, creation, and destruction. She recognizes that life and death are of equal weight, held in balance to preserve the order of the universe. This is a Gnostic Sophia (or wisdom) poem written in the female voice!
"Can we decipher love within tears and joy within heartbreak?" Solomon said, "there is nothing new under the sun" but this line surely seems original to me. To me, it is amazing. The last line gives me chills. I may be interpreting it wrong, but it seems final. When the earth will disentegrate. I'm with George in my theology. I read this poem over and over. Love it, Jude.
When we reach beyond that which is tangible, that which can be seen and touched and clearly understood, when we go beyond the boundaries that we have set in our minds, then we will see the light that shines on the darkness and opens the realm of God.
A lot of potent questions posed here Robert, which can only be answered by the one with the all seeing eye...
What really matters in the final analysis is that we stay true to ourselves....no matter what distractions appear on the road far less travelled..
Peter
Jude, I know you have only posed the questions here, but this poem feels like rapid healing in reverse and the gentle unfolding of something beyond human comprehension, farther into the center of the universe than any of us has yet to imagine. It is the most beautiful rhapsody, an affirmation of life that actually managed to get a tendril of peace sprouting in my presently drooping heart-mind-spirit. So I say yes. And thanks for the morning lullaby. God knows I needed this. Sleepless in Atlanta, Dawn
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Thanks for sharing your expressive work.
Chanti
and it does make a difference.
I believe that the world is trying
to sing itself awake.
Love & Light,
Joseph
Take care,
Sherry
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Allen
a very good write that poses many questions that many of us need to find answers to in our own lives, hearts.........
Probably just the mood I am in, and that I did 10 massages in the past two days, but... it gave me the feeling of wanting to sit in front of a warm fire and contemplate the questions. Very dreamy and lingering!
Excellence in sage, beautiful verse. :) Thank you, Sir!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Thanks for sharing. Love, Betty
Very emotive!!
Love Tinka
and joy within heartbreak?* And the eternal questions of deep-thinking persons, questions that have no answers 'til they occur. I prefer not to see finality in the final lines, but hope and love. A beautiful thoughtful write that needs reading and re-reading, Jude.
Peace. Joyce
Love,
Eileen
Sage
What really matters in the final analysis is that we stay true to ourselves....no matter what distractions appear on the road far less travelled..
Peter