I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
My Soul Breaks Loose
“And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.”
― Pablo
Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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sometimes
thank the Beloved
there are no words
I am struck dumb
by the grandeur of it all
by the mountains
the sky
by the sun, the moon, the stars
my babbling tongue is silenced
by that which is
too big
and in the silence
my soul breaks loose
it soars
into that amazing sky
and whirls with the eagles
riding the wind
on the edge
of
eternity
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