well done, as always

Loved it the soft gentleness of "growing into your scope"
Yet the giving-taking the pushing-pulling
the throwing-away and drawing nigh all wrapped up into one
poetic rendering~enjoyed very much.

Blessings,
Gwendolyn

"embrace me with words flying from your chest" - love it!

Beautiful and soul touching Jude!.......M

How intense and yet understated, stunning work Jude.

This is truly tempestuous stuff, Jude, lost and tossed on waves of overwhelming love, drowning in love's many waters that cannot be quenched or run dry. A waterfall of wonderment, abandonment and unashamed sense of well-being. Story-book stuff. It reminds me very much of your original Bio by-line: "Growing in the creative womb of idea", which in itself is a pretty good metaphor for expanding in the experience, understanding and knowledge of love - the true source of Creation. Exuberant rhyming couplets that demonstrate what I think is a natural facility you have with plays on words - that unusual word "scope" is fascinating here: various meanings, such as extent of a range; reach of mental activity or outlook; freedom to act or a designated purpose or intention.... A (something)scope is also an instrument for observing/sharing. This write perhaps expresses the desire to seek an empowering and envisioning bond that goes well beyond mere scope of mortal flesh whilst yet maintaining personal sovereignty. I'm awed that one being is able to feel another so intensely. Here you show us how. Words (almost!) fail me! Kaleidoscopic strangeness, serenity and beauty lace these words and we're (almost!) undone by them. xx

This one was touchy-feelly.

Ron

Ripe fruit is gleaned from the orchard of poets--the food of life! If written with one particular poetess in mind, she has fed you well. Truly enjoyed this feast...

Lin

Such in alignment with Jacob Boehme, an original thinker like yourself, in seventeenth century England and one of my favorite male theosophists. analyzing growing into your scope, referenced in my memory is how Boehme had mystical experiences throughout his youth, culminating in a vision in 1600 that he received through observing the exquisite beauty of a beam of sunlight reflected in a pewter dish. He believed this vision revealed to him the spiritual structure of the world, as well as the relationship between God and man, and good and evil. At the time he chose not to speak of this experience openly, preferring instead to continue his work and raise a family...and when he did speak of it, I suppose he "grew into his scope"...I especially like his Cosmology aspect. He came so far in his way of thinking from his apprenticeship in shoemaking just as I imagine you have arrived at this point of your life from paying your dues in your apprenticeship, Jude, growing into your scope.

Twelve years after the vision in 1600 Boehme began to write his first book, Die Morgenroete im Aufgang. The book was given the name Aurora by a friend, considering it heretical and threatened Boehme with exile if he did not stop writing.

The chief concern of Boehme's writing was the nature of sin, evil, and redemption. Consistent with Lutheran theology, Boehme preached that humanity had fallen from a state of divine grace to a state of sin and suffering, that the forces of evil included fallen angels who had rebelled against God, and that God's goal was to restore the world to a state of grace. He departed from accepted theology, describing the Fall as a necessary stage in the evolution of the Universe. A difficulty with his theology is the fact that he had a mystical vision, which he reinterpreted and reformulated.

In one interpretation of Boehme's cosmology, it was necessary for humanity to depart from God, and for all original unities to undergo differentiation, desire, and conflict, as in the rebellion of Satan, the separation of Eve from Adam, and their acquisition of the knowledge of good and evil, in order for creation to evolve to a new state of redeemed harmony that would be more perfect than the original state of innocence, allowing God to achieve a new self-awareness by interacting with a creation that was both part of, and distinct from, Himself. Free will becomes the most important gift God gives to humanity, allowing us to seek divine grace as a deliberate choice while still allowing us to remain individuals.

We have to resuscitate our visions periodically in so that we become clear about things such as free will and things of heretical nature...veering off of the traditional path and onto our own unbridled Light...

Love,
Sage

Beautiful pen!

Tender, passionate...beautiful.

this just spins all kinds of tales...nice vibes

Such a lovely poem! You must have been truly inspired.

Gentle soulfulness shines in this Jude!

A passionate plea; a prayer - truly soul-reaching, Jude. Love and peace to you,

Regis

This is like a fine wine.

You are fortunate to know the beautiful soul who inspired such exquisite poetry.

ET

I hope you got your wish. Considering your level of creativity and insight, I would have to say... Yes. I think everyone who crosses your path, Jude, offers you a new twist on seeing. ~ Sara

As always your words challenge the reader to feel and think with not just our minds but our hearts and soul.

Fee

So wonderfully penned. Lady J

beautiful words of love and passion!

Beautiful write, Jude!!! I love it!!!!

Sandie Angel :o)

Beseeching words, Jude, like a dream that you feel an intense need to carry into reality. Beautifully penned, with hopeful longing.
Take care,
Sherry

Making self into a lump of clay expecting to be modeled following the dynamics of a dear someone's scope.

Georg

this speaks of an intense bond, beyond the expected or hoped for, this rises above like a meeting of gods :)

Jude,
The lines: strangle me with thoughts of your godly laughter
resuscitate me with your passionate kiss
speaks volumes to me...

This poem has left me with a burning desire for resuscitation...

Amber "V"

I'm ready to shut down for the night and I'm sure this beauty of a poem will linger in my mind for hours to come. Thank you for the great read Jude.
Hugs,
Marcia

Painful, Robert, to me. Like, a light on hopelessness, hopeful. Perhaps an ever present human-condition? ...

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen

A plea, the longing for fulfillment. Jude, I admire the writing
and the thought behind the writing. In short, I like the poem.
-gene.

Gorgeous, Jude, simply gorgeous. Well done.

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

Jude,
Tenderness,longing, beauty, all in this fine package, a true gift.
John

Its always good to read your poems and this is one of them.take care

EDWIN