Sunday, November 14, 2010

In the rough

Again, it all feels so very juvenile ******* Monumental emotion
The best poems ever written ************** Opening
Were never words at all ********************** My heart to
Mere moments ********************************* Every
There is no sort of justice ******************** New memory
for sentiment of this magnitude ************ Time awaits
No defining such eternal gratitude ******* Setting stone

1 comment:

  1. Oh it's so pretty and clever and simple and beautiful!

    The deeply, gratefully, lived life that is song and poetry in the heart, in the cells...impossible to translate into words itself, you have gently, crisply, outlined an edge of, to dive in from.

    What a lovely treasure this morning!

    Grateful Love to you :)

    ... brought to mind rumi's thought of

    ' Although I may try to describe Love, when I experience it I am speechless'