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Response to unmentionable, Paula, Santhan & the rest
Posted July 3rd, 2008 by George Mon...
Dear what yacalls: (unmentionable, Paula, Santhan, & other on the forum.)
You cosmic shooting stars
You took my breath away
You always do. Words are such empty suitcases
To put my emotions in. They just don't fit
The things I want to say to you,
fall in tinkling fragments of used up consciousness because of
you flitting fire stars of eternity's memories. You
steal my heart in such a way that it hardly pays me any mind tiday.
Because I can't exaggerate no more
I suppose we learn to Know the MORE that's more than that
But putting it in words makes the damn thing flat
And I dance the dance of LIFE standing tall while feeling small.
All because you took my breath away and I can't find it any more!
George the breathless
I wish I could write a poem
I wish I could write a poem like yours. If I could, I would say all manners of wonderful things.
I would say you are like a torch of God's Light.
I would say you fill the prana of the Universe.
You say you are breathless. The thing is you are heartful.
You wear a heart like Superman's S.
Thank you for find all this love in your heart.
With all my love and blessings,
Unmentionably yours,
Gloria
I LOVE
I LOVE YOU
Paula
*******
Safe in My arms you're only dreaming. -
Al sicuro tra le Mie braccia state solo sognando.
Love is the Answer.-Amore è la Risposta
Paula"s song
Paula
Your comment put me right to sleep,
A sleep of a different world; one where dreams are real
the the supposed real is actually a dream,
You make me want to stay asleep, to dream the new,
The Source that whispers about YOU. Love
George
Reply to precious What's her hame & and her helpers
Sweeter as the years go by "What's her Name":
You accuse me of writing a poem,
Yes you did, but I really didn't write a thing,, my life is a poem.
All around my surprised consciousness rests the scattered
Petals of flowers I intended to press in my book of life, but they
Made me linger a bit longer to enjoy the invisible words
Being etched in Golden script on the headstone of what
Used to be but now, it comes into the focus of awareness of that which
We can't quite see. Like when some darling angel form says,
I LOVE YOU in purple shade that matches the blush of wonder
at such beauty taking form in my surrendered consciousness.
Who on earth deserves such JOY, such beauty? I do! You do, We all do
When we learn to stop trying and get still enough to KNOW.
Your precious works gobble up the noise in my head until
quiet stillness reminds me that I really live my dreams.
I love you darling ones! You make my happiness so darn full!
George the entangled one