There is this cave in the air behind my body that nobody is going to touch: a cloister, a silence closing around a blossom of fire. When I stand upright in the wind my bones turn to dark emeralds.
Wow. I recognize what he's writing about in the poem (at least I have a sense of it, almost intuitive) and yet it's something that I can't put my finger on and name. It's a state; it's just something that exists. And he writes about it with searing beauty.
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These words have my knees shaking, bones tingling with familiarity of feeling... the fire within burns bright. :o) Happy Day, Relyn ((HUGS))
Words put together in beauty I would have never imagined. The images it creates are touching and spectacular.
This poem is so beautiful and something that I truly understand. Just beautiful.
xo Erin
gorgeous and appropriate image for this jewel.
xo
love that verse - i so connect with it
have i recently told you how very much i miss you? your laugh. your sweetness. you. simply you.
XO
What powerful words and they really make you stop and think...
Wow. I recognize what he's writing about in the poem (at least I have a sense of it, almost intuitive) and yet it's something that I can't put my finger on and name. It's a state; it's just something that exists. And he writes about it with searing beauty.
i can see the cloister ..silence
Beautiful *Sigh*
This is one of the poems I keep in my little notebook of favorites. SO happy to see these words here. xoxo
This poem really resonated with me! Love it and of course, the angel pic! Beautiful day to you and your family!
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