THE ANSWER MY FRIEND
IS BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
THE ANSWER IS
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
IS BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
THE ANSWER IS
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
I LOOK UP AT THE WIND AS IT MOVES THE SEA
Water, water everywhere
below, above, and myself
by the Gulf engulfed
Breathing not air any more
Yet breathing, yes.
What now
Did I hear
You call?
Breathing and dreaming
A certain wave of peacefulness
Overcomes my being, entirely
and I thirst no more...
Breaths of salty flavor
No longer
In charge
Was I ever?
Few seconds? Eons?
There is now not
the necessity for tracking
That ticking sound from my soul
is not a clicking of time
It is
between now
and forever
Stupor of drunkenness
I must be dreaming as
I am reaching for my bottle
What was its name
this tastes the same
Elixir you
are hiding
from me
That oh so bright
Light--is it night?
No my sir, No...
It is the Presence
It is that First Cause
Of all
things which
were made
Drowning? Yes I am
but not in a briny sea
Finally here viewing
the really real me
in all the brightness
the moon
the sun
the Deity
A wisp is hanging over
as from this bottom I see
it can blind me no more
Here it is my eternity
No begin
No end
Only now
If there had ever ever been question
Let this be my certain answer
The First, the Last, the Always
As it was, is still above! And
As I looked up--this simple response:
To love
To love
To love
below, above, and myself
by the Gulf engulfed
Breathing not air any more
Yet breathing, yes.
What now
Did I hear
You call?
Breathing and dreaming
A certain wave of peacefulness
Overcomes my being, entirely
and I thirst no more...
Breaths of salty flavor
No longer
In charge
Was I ever?
Few seconds? Eons?
There is now not
the necessity for tracking
That ticking sound from my soul
is not a clicking of time
It is
between now
and forever
Stupor of drunkenness
I must be dreaming as
I am reaching for my bottle
What was its name
this tastes the same
Elixir you
are hiding
from me
That oh so bright
Light--is it night?
No my sir, No...
It is the Presence
It is that First Cause
Of all
things which
were made
Drowning? Yes I am
but not in a briny sea
Finally here viewing
the really real me
in all the brightness
the moon
the sun
the Deity
A wisp is hanging over
as from this bottom I see
it can blind me no more
Here it is my eternity
No begin
No end
Only now
If there had ever ever been question
Let this be my certain answer
The First, the Last, the Always
As it was, is still above! And
As I looked up--this simple response:
To love
To love
To love
OK Peeps? I fell asleep on the keyboard (again!) while writing this poem. And I remember waking and looking at the page just before the last several segments, thinking, "My God, this thing could go on for pages and pages!"
Aren't you lucky I woke up? --grin!
Sober love, and PEACE to you all...right NOW!
NOTE:
This is not going to turn into a "dedication" blog.
However, I dedicate this to my wife, Prayer-Girl (PG)
Prayer-Girl is worthy of a dedication-post.
Bless you Prayer-Girl, Sober, Mother, Homemaker, Spirit-Gifted Healer
This is not going to turn into a "dedication" blog.
However, I dedicate this to my wife, Prayer-Girl (PG)
Prayer-Girl is worthy of a dedication-post.
Bless you Prayer-Girl, Sober, Mother, Homemaker, Spirit-Gifted Healer
20 comments:
Hey! You are learning fast and so 'damn' well. Soooo beautiful it seems you copied it from a book of poems!!? Is this really yours???
Oh My! This competence i have to face now ( LOL)
I am glad you dedicate such a beautiful poem to your peep #1!!!
Aw shucks. I'm glad you two have each other.
I love your poem and I love your dedication to your lovely wife.
Wordless Wednesday
Steve, such sweetness and adoration with humour sneeking in between a few lines. YOu are doing GREAT, this is lovely. PG is going to love it and how wonderful a dedication.
Blessings to you both
Wonderful Steve, you bring the message across really well. You are blessed to have someone as wonderful as Prayer Girl in your life to dedicate this to.
Expressed thoughtfully and completely!
I like the poppies. They remind me of watching the Veterans' Day ceremony in my home town.
I liked your crazy journey.
close your eyes and breathe in the salty sea, and find your true self inside. the rest doesn't matter.
Aw. That's beautiful. I was prayer girl, I'd really love you.
Beautiful, both thoughts and dedication!
From "Dedicated To",
I love this poem. This speaks as strongly to my soul as the poems I wrote years ago. And for me that is saying a lot. Very powerful.
Thank you for this beautiful gift. I will cherish it always.
Your "Prayer Girl",
PG
wonderful love song!
Fall asleep anytime Steve.
you have something at my blog
love the poem, HI pg
I didnt fall asleep while reading, I enjoyed it a lot!
have a wonderful day today Steve E!
This was quite beautiful, Steve and touching that you dedicated it to your Prayer-Girl! You know, I have yet to meet her, Steve. I need to do that very soon!
btw~ Red is almost ready. She simply needs the perfect shelter (aka ~ cardboard box...lol)
tis a long trip, ya know...:)
soon my dear, v. soon!
love and peace~
Calli
Peaceful words, nice poetry, and your wife is a lucky woman I think!
Wonderful poetry Steve!
To Love!
You did such a beautiful job on the poem!
Bravo, Steve!
I so enjoyed this!
Blessings!
Margie:)
Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing!
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