I look into your eyes; and my consciousness separates me, perhaps, from our essence – if it senses you as the fear it senses in you and you in me. But it is eloquent, the laconism of this now – and silence blends our essence, in the infinite of that consciousness of you being, in my eyes, a wolf, and I in yours, simply being... a being who is, with you, what simply IS. And we are ONE, truly, and in essence – when, in silence, and with no more fear, our looks separate, and, now, us.
An eloquent consideration of the transparency of being, when fully understood as the ONE you ask us address. If only more would use the reflection of their counterparts in the universe and accept. What harmony might ensue.
I have to confess that animals have always fascinated me. I wish I had a pet right now. Problem is what to do with her/him when we travel somewhere? At my age, I'd rather have a pet than travel but my wife likes traveling.
I find this particularly meaningful, Alexandra; and it reminds me of a poem that I have posted here at AD entitled, "Yearnings." Thank you for sharing your thought-inciting words. Love and best wishes to you,
Intensely arousing and written beautifully. I believe that we all have an animal spirit within our being, it's primal and instinctive.
I can totally relate to this poem..
I've always loved wolves. "The Voice of One Crying in The Wilderness" was one of my very first poems.
I can relate to this well.
A web site yesterday shared that wolves can hear for 6 miles in the forest- 10 miles on a plain.
We are not as alone as we imagine.
A haunting write- thanks for sharing.
John
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I can totally relate to this poem..
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
I can relate to this well.
A web site yesterday shared that wolves can hear for 6 miles in the forest- 10 miles on a plain.
We are not as alone as we imagine.
A haunting write- thanks for sharing.
John