This moment speaks to me
In a voice and way
It has rarely used
Displaying its rich beauty
Its sonorous silence
Its bursting fullness
in my being
Look, it says, at what I am
Not what you thought
My dear
Not just time
Marker for some event in your life
Not the start of something
Nor the end of something
Not even the inbetween
Though truth be told
Inbetween
comes closest to what I am
But you cast aside that
You cast aside the inbetween
In your hurry to get somewhere
And so you lose me
and lose me again
But I didn't lose you
How could I?
You come from my womb
you are my own child
You wander all over freely
away from me
and yet never outside
for I am all there is
Then someday I call out to you
And this time you say yes!
And we come back home
together
And that is what I am
I am you
at home
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
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Hi Ameeta!
There's a meme (called 'The End, The Beginning: A Silent Post') currently spreading on the internet - and hereby you're being tagged... I know this may sound mysterious, but it will all be clarified if you follow this link:
http://blogwithoutaname.com/a-silent-post/
Love
Svante
I am deeply moved by our poem. Thank you, Ameeta.
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