one word immortality: coffin
listen: right in
here
yes: right there
the night will
guide
presence will
allow
the rest will
tarry:
marry into your
dreams
bid them follow as
you, they;
time will match
the heart's brimming
fever, appleheaded
wonder will be
your place,
applehearted wisdom will
be
your grace.
here
yes: right there
the night will
guide
presence will
allow
the rest will
tarry:
marry into your
dreams
bid them follow as
you, they;
time will match
the heart's brimming
fever, appleheaded
wonder will be
your place,
applehearted wisdom will
be
your grace.
Labels: heartfeed
posted by murat11 at 10:55 PM
10 Comments:
Ah yes, the coffins of our lives do bring us into immortality, don't they, Murat?
We just have to dive into our dreams with all our heart and trust that the night and the presence and the universe will work them out with us.
It's all about the heart. I'm not sure what you mean by appleheaded and applehearted, but they certainly are happy words.
This one was written a little more self-consciously for you: intentionally brighter. Appleheaded was a delightful bit of new knowledge a student of mine let me in on yesterday - that there are apple-headed chihuahuas, and deer-headed ones. New knowledge ever seeks out the poets...
Beautiful sounds here. I love the heart's brimming fever, the turn from appleheaded to applehearted, the closing note of grace. Feels like the peace I find in the world after a storm.
Anno: Indeed, and hopefully the peace y'all have found at the lake. Happy Autumn.
Thanks for the pick-me-up. Don't worry about the other, though. I just realized that I had gone negative two days in a row in my readings. This was a delight.
So does apple--____ed, mean the head, heart, etc. in question is big, juicy, and sweet? That has some interesting connotations now, doesn't it?
Teresa: It's interesting to slow down the process and choose a bit more deliberately at times: also a bit harder. Big, juicy, and sweet for sure, but not too big: the bigger the apple, the mealier, in my experience. Probably true of hearts, too.
time will match
the heart's brimming
fever
YOU are the wizard. This rolled over me like a warm blanket.
Dee: Glad it was cozy.
This piece inspired a gentle smile that started in my heart and pours out my eyes.
listen - drew me in
applehearted wisdom will
be
your grace. - a perfect end
Tammie: Good to hear from you: I think smiles pour through your eyes quite often: it's quite clear from your photography.
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