|
Post by anirbas on Mar 23, 2007 22:01:38 GMT -6
My mind meanders, wanders; as is it's true nature, to do so...
And, I wonder...
...if in the next breath, then the moment following it...
...our worlds, spun off their beaten track, ricocheted across the universe...
...collided in the atmosphere, of the here and the now... ...in real time, per se.
I wonder...
Would you reach out, and hold me? Hug me, to you? Or would you shove me vehemently away? As though, I were, the den of iniquity?
I wonder...
...are you what you have presented yourself, as... an honorable, valorious connection, worth having... ...much less, working for the keeping, of...
My mind meanders, wanders... as is it's true nature...
It is how I get to the bottom, of things; other beings', incumbent true nature... and what their connection to me, means to them, in reality...
~Sabrina.
|
|
|
Post by ingradreams on Mar 23, 2007 23:26:54 GMT -6
I have no words to describe how magnificent I think this poem is.
Except for CLAP CLAP CLAP!! BRAVO !!
|
|
|
Post by rrw on Mar 23, 2007 23:33:46 GMT -6
Ah, doubt... I guess we all have been disappointed enough in life that we fear those are closest too. No wonder! We think we're doing fine then the universes INDEED explodes and we're left alone again. A very fearful write, Ani.
|
|
|
Post by anirbas on Mar 24, 2007 12:02:53 GMT -6
Fearful, Rob? Really? The piece sounded fearful? Hmmm...Never saw it that way...Wrote it back in 2004 or 05, if I remember correctly...I'd just made the connection, it was equally important to understand, what one's connection to someone else, meant to them... Does that make sense? Sort of, no matter what someone means to you, it's as important what you mean to them, or how they see you thing...?LOL...Nir.
|
|