She can be seen...
Her head
Below the horizon
So she is rather
In the sea
A pain in the head
Warns her
Time to stop it!
From one side.
Then to the other
Not so far, but
Miles
Fakes
To get there.
To the breeze
The sound
The smell
That come and go
...So does it
In your head
My girl
Comes and goes...
Fuses with her steps...
...The cold soft encounter
Of the feet with the Earth.
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9 comments:
Wow..i felt every word Dulce,a symphony of bliss you played on my senses..so touched and yes,this is how i love to walk in the sea..held by the flat waves..and my thoughts :)
so beautiful sweetness you are..:)))
when i return to the sea...i find it resets the rhythm for me...the gentle lap of the waves...the fresh salty air...you can fight the waves or ride them...
When a Peep says something like, "Everything--all creation is connected, one to the other, to another, and so on"...I believe that to be so.
Without knowledge of chemistry, and whatever else...I somehow just know that the sea and me share some of the same natural behaviors,ebb and flow, in and out, up and down, stormy, balmy, hot and cold--and always so deep. Or maybe shallow?
Dulce, your words are as ever--so deep. My interpretations as ever--so shallow. But I persevere in my reveries of knowing--yet not knowing...
That cold soft encounter of feet with the earth--to me--is like a left hand shaking hands with it's counterpart...they are both from the same source.
This IS a well written piece of Sweeter poetry!
Besos.
You take us into her head, Dulce, you tell us of her thoughts and feelings in so subtle and crafted a way.
It was as if I were walking on that beach too, perhaps hidden behind the rocks, your marvellous poetry allowing me to be the silent observer.
And the final stanza is poignantly breathtaking,
"...The cold soft encounter
Of the feet with the Earth."
One soul, one human, her skin and her body and her spirit in time and in harmony with the rhythms of the Earth. Profound, infinitely beautiful.
gosh I liked this one ALOT. =]
beauty.
ahhh lovely.
tis' easy to be overcome by the crashing and powerful presence of the shore...best to let it happen, let it cleanse and soothe. this was beautiful, dulce, precious...
I am absolutely fascinated about your wonderful comments on my blog, I love them.
You have a stunning sense of spirituality and I love to visit your blog & cyber home.
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Agneta, the swedish one ;)
Yes, this poem ebbed and flowed beautifully.
:) This is relaxing
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