All IS DEEP INSIDE
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a light comes on
sound is in
taste and
air!
what is it?
where is this place?
i was always with someone
now someones come and go
have i been sent out away?
only smell can reassure me
warmth and touch i crave
to be held as if a ray of light
it is so good here when in pain
someone most always comes
but I cannot be certain
they understand
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but in time
things begin suddenly
to make much more sense
a cacophony of chaos resolved!
most sweet sense of connection
how i waited for this reason
to find we have a place
familiarity and routine
are my new comforts
yet there are surprises
they pop thought the open
a world of unknown comings
and goings i have no view
dear impromptu mystery
i do see how things go
i am still kept outside
all comings and goings
.
i know of my influence
i am a place to stop
and a place to be
ones that come around
seem glad to see me
they do not know
how much i miss them
oh and sometimes
during dark despair
attention arrives everywhere
now and then some hold me
others shake things at me
and make odd faces
some are so silly
much commotion happens
i wonder what i do not see
i hear it coming in
but i am not sure
what it is
…
and so life goes on
all around
but only observed
inside
where i am
the watcher
beyond blackness
past closed eyed emptiness
i am listening in on Life
immersed and emerging
one who engages
what i have and need
with what is all around
when it seems i must act
i bring something in close
yet no matter how near
always outside or gone
unless i admit more
that somehow
and some way
the mobiles world
is inside as well
within something
someone beyond words
so vast and dynamic
i will never observe It
yet be a part of Its Life
Its noisy company
right inside me
.
where once
there seemed to be nothing
seeming was probabilities illusion
that something could be
made nothingness
everything
.
this circle is full
It is from inside
we all watch
and oh yes
are watched
from inside
The Well
We
know
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LOVE
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to love and be love need no question
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I find a sense of urgency… subtle beneath these beautiful words… they speak to me as so often they do. A haunting journey within… “The well reflection” indeed
Benafia here;
Thank you for your thoughts. They mean much to me.
I am grateful for you and your blog. It is a contemplative respite of sorts from the turbulent worlds of weather and political/socioeconomic issues I am compelled to engage in.
How fortunate to have this life, and share the most important aspects with others who know of the deep sea beneath the wave ridden floatsam and jetsam.