A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Anima
I am made, as You are, from The stuff of stars, Am more, as You are more, Than an echo Of predators, History --you Are evolving A mystery well Worth solving.
We are all iterations of carbon, eh? It comforts me to think that not long from now I'll join the molecules of my ancestors, those I know that have gone before me. My wife Cary, who has to come back at night to comfort me when I awake won't have to make the journey. . Yeah, we are stardust.
Yes, a measured combustion, metabolism. A universe gone to a lot of trouble to generate life and love and hearts that break but go on loving. My admiration for your strength. My thanks for your comment.
This brought tears of gratitude ... the timing is perfect. Thank you ... this is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteMost kind. Thanks.
DeleteVery nice sir. We are all more than the sum of our parts.
ReplyDeleteDenn die Gestalt, it exceeds its parameters!
DeleteYour poem reminds me of our gardener who used to say that we are our parent's living dream and therefore more than just a mind and limbs.
ReplyDeleteSome gardeners contain exceptional wisdom.
DeleteThere was something so soft and peaceful about this poem of yours.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lady. We need to remember gentleness and peace in this miracle.
DeleteI just happened to read a poem by Delores. You have really inspired her eh?
ReplyDeleteShe made excellent use of a line that Norma had emailed to me. I hope we all inspire each other in a positive way.
DeleteWhat a beautiful sentiment. I agree. We are all more.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Emma. We are all more --good reason for a future.
DeleteWe are all iterations of carbon, eh? It comforts me to think that not long from now I'll join the molecules of my ancestors, those I know that have gone before me. My wife Cary, who has to come back at night to comfort me when I awake won't have to make the journey. .
ReplyDeleteYeah, we are stardust.
Yes, a measured combustion, metabolism. A universe gone to a lot of trouble to generate life and love and hearts that break but go on loving. My admiration for your strength. My thanks for your comment.
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