The divine oft' awaits us in myriad forms,
desiring our longing looks and warm embraces.
Naively we mistake the form for the divine being
and are left clinging to an empy shell
while the playful entity calls to us
from another corner of the room,
all the while living in our hearts.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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Mossy,
I linked here from Enreal's Wordpress site and I'm so happy I did. On the other hand, I have spent much time I should have been writing, just happily reading your wonderful words.
I'm glad I found you and will be back.
Miss Demure Restraint
lovely words...you have crafted it beautifully!
Truly outstanding. I really was touched by your post.
Shamelle
well said
I guess we are scared of the playful voice and unconsciously choose to ignore it.
Hello Miss D. (Misty?),
Thanks for visit. I am really glad that you read my stuff and will come back. I am afraid the content is quite intermittant. I can only write when I have something to say ( or perhaps something wants me to say it)
Thank you Flyingstars. I am glad you came.
Thank you Shamelle, I am glad that you liked it.
Thank you Anima. Welcome.
Hello Bob,
Could be.
All the while living in our hearts...wise words my friend...an insight too seldom expressed.
Thank you Enreal.
You have inspired me yet again.
Yes we do so need to see beyond the form do we not? To the essence that lies beneath.
Very beautifully said.
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