tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2467297582408444990.post387065317668812066..comments2023-08-07T12:46:37.970+02:00Comments on journeytime: The Golden Orb and the Passing Momentderickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11219345759621337172noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2467297582408444990.post-6198579796260572622009-07-17T19:33:39.404+02:002009-07-17T19:33:39.404+02:00Robin,
There was a high amount of intensity in wri...Robin,<br />There was a high amount of intensity in writing this--I thank you for seeing, feeling and sensing exactly the words that flow from me.<br />namaste friend<br />take carederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11219345759621337172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2467297582408444990.post-51348833068415454722009-07-16T19:27:03.870+02:002009-07-16T19:27:03.870+02:00"The golden orb of a dieing fireball slowly s..."The golden orb of a dieing fireball slowly sinks into the depths of a slumbering blackness,..."<br /><br />I read this whole thing, Derick, and it is all shockingly stunning in the most brilliant way, but I have to tell you that I when I read this first line above tears sprang to my eyes. If I never read any further, this line for me conveys the whole rest of the poem. And it does it for me in a visceral way, through my body, and then reading the rest gave me thoughts and then images and then feelings, which were equally as profound. <br /><br />But that first line hit me like a blow and I immediately became what you are writing about. It is one of the most beautiful lines I've ever read. Upon reading it I became the Universe itself. I don't really have good words for it. <br /><br />This whole piece is breathtaking and expresses how I feel when I am with Nature. Or simply how I FEEL everyday just in being alive. It's as if I told you what I felt and you wrote it. <br /><br />I love this line also it is breathlessly beautiful: <br /><br />"...the unseen force of wind is made known by it's implacable thrust and utter perseverance, as it moves through the leaves, bushes and trees, seducing them, like a wandering minstrel and causing them to gasp and sing..."<br /><br />Thank you my dear friend. Such beauty here. It really is almost beyond words.robin Eastonhttp://www.nakedineden.comnoreply@blogger.com