wind chimes blowing
always a different song
always the same tones
a gentle stirring
broad strokes
pin points
first notes unfold
drop like stars around me
close my eyelids
awaiting the elements
all vibrations open
here we come again
each other's whisperer
alone and apart
joining a chorus
I have your hand
we walk the path
I will not leave
2011
there have been moments in my life that have been so intense, and i felt so alone. all of a sudden i would finally be able to see through my tunnel and notice there was someone else there, i wasn't alone at all! those people connected with me, if only for an instant, in a way so meaningful and human that i would weep. i wept for the humanity i never saw before and so needed to see today. the universe brought me what i needed, it just didn't come from the places i thought it should.
ReplyDeletethat's what your poem reminded me of. thank you!
So good dude.. I love how short your individual lines/glimpses are :D
ReplyDeleteThank you Jordan! Listening to wind chimes is like a lesson in minimalism :)
ReplyDeleteLisa - so often the thing I need is the thing I already have, am surrounded by. Those who share and witness my life open my eyes to that fact, and I want to fill my lungs with it. Thank you for sharing that connection.
ReplyDeleteOh, and I love the "tunnel" in your new blog background! I liked the different pictures that accompanied your entries, but being able to see straight through the words alone is very cool too :)