Connecting It All
The yearning of our souls stretching out to expand the cramped and narrow horizons of the mind. Trying to touch another, to connect with something deep within another heart, another soul.
A place and time unimagined before, suddenly opened up to new possibilities. The words of the author, words from the dust, extolling you from times gone past.
Wisdom shared from some timeless truth, some law of the universe, something that we yearn for in the secret places of our hearts.
Drawings on the wall of a cave, images out of the mind of some primeval warrior, which speak of the battle, the beasts and of love.
Broken pottery on the floor, remnants of hands which held and shaped it. Perhaps lips that supped from the ancient cup, residues of grapes that grew so long ago, which enlivened the senses of the vessels that bore souls.
Souls which are now woven into the story of time, souls who’s spirit look out through your own eyes. Threads woven from the fabric of many lands, many peoples, reflected by the mirror if you only care to look.
4 comments:
Waxing lyrical again there. Finding your voice more and more lately.
:) Thanks John... lyrically stated.
What beautiful words you've written here dear girl. Full of wisdom and such elegant prose.....
How did you learn all of this at your darling young age? You are seeing things as they truly are and I'm in awe of your truth.
I hope that you are still posting for our "Friday Shoot-Out" tomorrow. I can't wait to see your picture's Berry Girl :)
Steady On
Reggie Girl
beautifully written.
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