You have been blessed to have known this person that you have written about. Sometimes in life, there is that one special person who adds light to our darkest days. We fall in love, or we find a special friendship with a person who illuminates our darkest skies, makes us feel hopeful, and adds color to our world. Everything around us seems more beautiful, such as the moon, sun, and stars. We tend to notice many beautiful things which we would not have noticed if we did not know the person. Although the person may have moved on, or maybe has passed away, their memory is engraved in our hearts. It is sad when someone so special may leave us, but we never forget this type of special person. Knowing this special person is a precious gift, and you were blessed. This person put things into perspective for you when you needed it the most. I do not know if the person moved away, passed away, or you just lost touch with the person, but hopefully you will see this person again. He or she seems like a remarkable person who really cared about you.
I am slowly catching up on reading and discovered this gem, Jude...tohave had someone touch your heart this way, enrich your life, offer inspiration and beauty to your life, enriched your days...even though she has gone , she continues to rock your world...and you remember and accet with grace all the gifts she left behind. Iwold hope your paths would cross again.
Love,
Taylor
An enduring recognition of value and esteem that is soothing in it's beauty and benediction. Even though the conclusion suggests a measure of "closure" on this phase of the relationship, the height, breadth and all-consuming nature of it would appear to have left more than its mark. It's amazing how "an unresponsive and distant world" can become transformed into something almost completely the opposite when Kindness and Understanding come close and walk right on in through the door. Being understood and appreciated gives us rooting and grounding in the who and what we are, irrespective of whether we are socialites or sole-traders. And strange how it IS often those at a distance who seem to know us best! To me, the ending suggests that the close bond remains, and will continue to do so, irrespective of perceived physical distance; closeness is relational rather than spatial. A most soul-enriching meditation that enlarges and edifies; it warms the cockles of the heart, Jude, and gets me in the mood for Tarifa nicely! :)) TY LOL Kate xx
The pain in these lines is quite evident yet the bittersweetness of resignation and respect for the past turn them into something truly splendid. Beautiful work.
Aberjhani
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on June 27, 2006
Wonderful to have such a relationship with someone that you can write like this!
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on June 27, 2006
Sounds like a true friendship to me ... someone who left footprints on your heart.
Fantastic transformation Jude! Those cold, distant worlds are totally uninviting and isolating! Once transformed we never go back.
South African term: "ubuntu" ... we become more human through other persons ... (goes something like that). Great mystic write!
In unity, Suzie :-)
Well, if she resides within this Earth, then she can still inspire. And if she resides within the universe, then all of life is your fire. Hehehe...sorry, you always have a way of flipping all my one's and zero's. Jude, excellent poem, as always. ~ Sara
A very poignant remembrance for someone who was able to get inside your shields.
Beautiful Jude!
"Bleeding into my heart" Reversing that old image (bleeding hearts) was quite effective. I don't think I have ever heard anyone write or say it that way.
This reminded me of clouds. They appear in the sky, they give us shade on hot days - ah refreshing shade to cool with; they bring rain to water dry areas and then they move on. People are the same. They come into our lives, they make their presence known in many ways and then they move on. I guess in a way, we're all clouds. :)
so beautifully written and full of passion. brought tears to my eyes and deeply felt gratitude and love for my someone across the sky. it's always interesting to me how one person can be the force that moves us or pivots us to new realizations and understandings. it's also quite fascinating who that someone sometimes is, meaning that they're not necessarily the "big players" in our lives that others might have expected to affect us in this way. thanks, Jude.
Oh! Feel your sadness, Jude. Like a comet blazing in it's brilliance and slowly burning away. Yet the tail, the embers that are held in orbit, remain. "You were there when no one else cared..." This makes me cry. That one line distills love in it's essence, to me. A passionate and pensive longing expressed from a tender heart...
Inherent in you hand, the pen of mystery and profundity, intrigue and dimension. You always astound me with whatever you write, Jude. A very gifted soul, you are.
blessings, Rhonda
Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader)
Reviewed on June 25, 2006
Your mind is like this glorious psychic metaphore...Awesome, Jude
Sometimes just letting someone know that we care or than we admire them in some way can change their life and their outlook. We should all be mindful of our words and our actions for they may impact someone elses life much more than we might suspect and in ways we may have never imagined. Excellent and deep, this flows smoothly as a stone across ice.
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 25, 2006
People can enter our live and enrich them and help one acquire a new outlook...
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Taylor
Aberjhani
Peace,
Joseph
Regis
South African term: "ubuntu" ... we become more human through other persons ... (goes something like that). Great mystic write!
In unity, Suzie :-)
Ron
Beautiful Jude!
"Bleeding into my heart" Reversing that old image (bleeding hearts) was quite effective. I don't think I have ever heard anyone write or say it that way.
Nothing existential about this construct!
Good write
Richard
love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I just hope they are worthy of you Jude..
Peter
Very nice ode to a loved one.
Be well,
Penny
And these are the souls that truly can transform us.
Ty for this precious prose of appreciation :)
Ch'erie
blessings, Rhonda
Take care,
Sherry