the surface of this world
is like a painting
a painting
ripe with symbols
symbols
that point like signposts
to the deeper places
the richer places
the places that you
have felt
with your intuition
the places
that have nothing to do
with this place
no words
no ideas
~
my eyes
close
my heart opens
then my self
then i am
no more
you
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Taken on a meditation. Great skies!
ReplyDeleteare you sure you don't leave a trace behind? some thought, some word, some idea, some energy?
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jo - i know that we all are. i'm so grateful for that!!! steven
ReplyDeletevalerianna - this came from a meditation under great skies!! steven
ReplyDeletepauline - i'm not sure. i haven't really thought about what's left behind. there are memories, visual tags, sensory pieces, but energy - well i don't know. you see i don't have any experience of ghosts and so i reserve comment on such matters. what do you think? steven
ReplyDeleteUnbelievably beautiful Steven, you never cease to amaze me...
ReplyDeletevicki - i'm just who i am. but thankyou so much for your generous response!!! steven
ReplyDelete"...and then I am no more." And yet, on some level you (and we all) "are" always...
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I think energy is the most mutable of forces and that when our bodies die, the energy that made us alive mutates into something else - I like to think of death as our "change form" day. WHAT we become is open for discussion...
ReplyDeletesinking into the earth, becoming one with the universe.
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