I shall ever be The Outsider.
Looking on, Looking within.
Never to come home.
Never to slip into the warmth
Unaffected, blissfully blithe, bold.
Never to loudly claim possession.
Or gleefully discard with shouts of laughter.
For I may be sure of You, and Me
Us, for sure!
But not the vagrant devil, Time.
How it plays, teases, promises
And then shatters.
Into the space of being-
Of the breath indrawn
Are the million shards of emptiness…
Sent out by time, to hurt into awareness-
The knowledge that I have grown out.
Out, of myself-
To have lost myself.
In time.
9 February, 2010
April 30, 2010 at 5:57 pm
“Into the space of being-Of the breath indrawnAre the million shards of emptiness…”Lovely read.
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May 1, 2010 at 4:07 pm
As we are sucked into the quicksandOf Time and eternally bow to its demandas it shrinks & expands in it's own commandwe can only be as if acted by a magic wand.
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May 6, 2010 at 5:25 am
Cognizance !!Loved reading it. 🙂
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May 11, 2010 at 9:14 pm
Great blog!!If you like, come back and visit mine: http://albumdeestampillas.blogspot.comThanks,Pablo from Argentina
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May 12, 2010 at 6:01 am
A melancholic note in there Ushus…Dont know why but just felt it..The yearning to be a part of something is so very palpable.((((((((hugs)))))))
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May 12, 2010 at 1:22 pm
Usha…..profound words yet again..I sometimes visit just to capture the wisdom in your words which are so effortlessly woven.I so relate to these words……..For I may be sure of You, and MeUs, for sure!But not the vagrant devil, Time.How it plays, teases, promisesAnd then shatters.Love I can be sure of , but yes Time..with its tides and gravity……makes life lived with love…Eternally Timeless….
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