Who are we?
We find that we live
on an insignificant planet
of a humdrum star
lost in a galaxy
tucked away
in some
forgotten corner
of a universe
in which there are
far more
galaxies
than
people.
THE GYPSYWOMANWORLD
- GYPSYWOMAN
- A...WOMAN IN MOTION WITH HAIR AS DARK AS NIGHT HER EYES WERE LIKE THAT OF A CAT IN THE DARK... SHE WAS A GYPSYWOMAN... she danced round and round... from the fire her face was all aglow... she was dancing... dancing... waiting for the RISING SUN... loving caring relationships are like THE RISING SUN...we are nourished by their warmth...we are energized by their strength...we grow in their light...we find shelter and solace there...they are our sanctuary... born in the sign of the sun, i am a true LEO-love the sun and its hot orange red fire-passionate in and about everything i do-i believe in instant chemistry charisma love/lust at first sight-in the magic of the eyes and the beauty of the soul-in the instant recognition familiarity in meeting someone from a past life and in the knowledge that we might meet in a future life-i believe that we are each ageless and flawless-i believe in the beauty of the moment-the whisper of yesterday-the hope of tomorrow-the power of forgiveness for even ourselves-the absolute and total beauty of love---[credit to brian hyland and curtis mayfield]
10 comments:
Maybe not so insignificant after all. Maybe designed for something very specific...
Well said Nancy! But sometimes it's good to feel small. To realize the power of things that go on around us. Well, realize it as deeply as we are able to. It's too much to take in sometimes. It's poems like this one that open a few more doors for us though.
I endorse both Nancy's and Spud's points of view. We should realise that in the whole Universe we are but a speck but we are here for a purpose which only we can complete.
Have a great day Jenean.
Joy and hope,
Susan
I agree with all of you! The poem is fab, cher! Have a happy week!
The fabrics of our lives seem to be perpetually unknown. Then you come to this blog and discover that mystery is natural and coveted. I begin and end my day here, in the Gypsy's world.
I wonder how much of that is true.
nancy - perhaps you're right - and the something is yet to come -
spuds - yes, i think that words can sometimes help us to see things in a different way or see things we've never seen before - even to believe to know -
susan - hmmmm....
and trish - yes, the fabric of our lives perpetually unknown - but, oh, the mystery of it all! the seeking - the journey itself! now, that's the creme de la creme, isn't it!!! i am so humbled by your words, dear friend!
trevor - and that's what our journey is about, isn't it!
humans being humans, if we had it given us on a silver platter-wisdom, spirit, love and kindness- would we ever live up to our full--or even half our full---potential?.....it is an illusion, methinks...
xoxo
oh, humans being humans...hmmm....
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