A deep look at life in different spheres, each with its own concepts and interprutation. Much to think about!....M

deeply engaging, richly probing metaphysical pen, jude; to stumble upon that suitable end, indeed...
upon my third read, i wondered, is fate ever circumstantial?
your are a master poet; as tribute, i shall carry these words into my dreamland.
be well,
carolyn

A well written poem,take care

EDWIN

A beautifully comprehensive resume of Life, The Universe and Everything, pitching the internal bearings as against the outer... and there's the rub for most of us: we know where we want to be but all the contemporary extraneous seems to get in the way! We're all incongruent chapters, stumbling about, trying to find where our piece fits within the whole scheme of things. And Life, after all, is a journey of love, from beginning to end, it seems to me. Your "refrain" here reminds me of the theme song to the old Love Story movie. Stay bold and on course... second star to the right and straight on til morning... 37 degrees 34' N and 2 degrees 25' W should about cover it! :)) xx

Love it. Good poem....

drink full and quench your thirst, anywhere and everywhere beginnings exist...Lots of inquiring questions and creative possibilities

Exceptional write here. Well penning of the cycles of existence of an inquiring mind. "observing each other from a safe distance" desiring to connect but not often connecting. Too many important questions to ponder first. I appreciate this well thought out piece very much. J'nia

I love that you can paint the same landscape ten different ways and then paint it again and it's entirely new. You're a master of Language Art.

Though all the words/parts were perfect here, the last one I know to well. Great write. Lady J

Quite thought provoking, and a most interesting ending, er, beginning?

Where do you begin for there is no beginning nor end. Are we ever totally comfortable in our skin remembering other suits we have worn? Top shelf poetry as always Jude.

Jude, you have such a unique way of perceiving things....and the way you express it...your use of language is simply wonderful. I especially like your next to the last stanza.

This is a eternal question to the author that brazenly wrote about one of the first philosophical questions, "who came first, thirst or water holes?" (just to be in the jocular side) then one continue to read the work and it guides the mind to meander on paths not walked on before.

Georg

Jude, Such words for contemplation. Last year in the show "Evita", the rich people in it sing a song entitled "At The Watering Hole". Until now, I really didn't think about the meaning of this. Your poem gives me a new prospective...As always, enjoyable reading my friend.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Billiant poetic write Jude
Love The title
I visualize a watering hole in the Serengeti
as that of a watering hole in a local corner (Pub)
Peace be with you

Jude,
Delightfully rich explorations, the Socratic questions asked and answered in your unqiue way.
John

Very deep, almost as if diving into the abyss in search of meaning and truth...

Be always safe,
Karen

beautiful writing-makes one ponder! i like that

Life begins and ends at the watering hole. Your poetry flows freely from it.

Ron

I like this! If the heart is with the inner, trust it and leave the watering for the leaches of life.

...there is not wrong or right place to begin...but I do believe you have begun...great write Jude!

I love this one, Jude, I'll agree with Eileen, if not the best, close enough - wow. Undone by the power of your pen - well done!

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

I've been reading you for over eleven years,so it's hard to say this is your best, but I will say it anyway,because it is flawlessly written, and universal,so that everyone will see with clarity,what they can't put into words themselves. You give your reader the advantage of your unique mind so they too can get the benefit from what you conceive. Bravo,Jude I can't wait to see how you best this one;-) I love it!ET

Reads like the visions of Serbian Prophet Mitar Tarabitch.

Tarabitch said among people of a nation far in the north a little man will appear who will teach men about love and compassion, but there will be many Judas and hypocrites around him so that he will have many ups and downs. He went further to say that not one of these hypocrites will want to know what is real human grace, but his wise books will remain, and all the words he will say and then people will see how self-deceived they were. Tarabitch said it is those who will read and write different books with numbers will think that they know the most. These learned men will let their lives be led by their calculations, and they will do and live exactly how these numbers tell them. He predicted, among these learned men there will be good and evil men. The evil ones will do evil deeds. They will poison air and water and turn people against one another, and spread pestilence over the seas, rivers and earth, and people will start to die suddenly of various ailments. Those good and wise will see that all this effort and hard work is not worth a penny and that it leads to the destruction of the world, and instead of looking for wisdom in numbers, they will start to seek it in meditation.

Robert Jude ForÉse had/has been an effective leader to many "thinkers" water holes of meditations and enlightenment to those of us poets "aspiring to stumble upon a suitable end."...

Sage

Nicely done, Jude! Wherever you begin, you end well.

Love it, Jude, the imagery, the wonderful language (my shadow echoes its origin in wombs of dead angels). Love it all, epecially the four lines. -gene.

Must be the day for acid induced images and trips to the spheres of the Milky Way galaxies...e

Your quenching thirst is most obvious in this write, but I think maybe you would like to know the ending and purpose of that novel, before you finished creating it, or reading it, or both maybe hm.
I'm afraid the lords of time and space will only reveal that to you at the end, I too hope it's a suitable one, very deep and beautiful Jude! Jasmin Horst

Perhaps this is where the term "middle age" comes from? We are caught between that banal life we have lived as a child/young adult/adult and the spiritual one we know we are heading back to. There are so many experiences to reflect upon from this lifetime, yet it all seems so trite in the grand scheme of things. While we are here, we are a human amongst humans and all that is, be it positive or negative, part of our experience this time around. You leave the reader with an expanded view or our own life, causing us to take a moment to sum it up and make decisions as to what truly was important and what was not. Profoundly real and enlightened poetry, Jude.
Take care,
Sherry