Beneath a sea which keeps the names of all that whirl in grace...........
Beneath a sea which keeps the names of all that whirl in grace Far from the pages between your face and mine Not because I came near to this place Do I tremble at the beauty Here I find On the one hand the looks of lovers call to me in fragrant rains Whispering from a melodious harp with no strings On the other hand, I see you in everything And I tremble at the beauty Which you bring Not because of lovely flowers that float gently on the winds Falling as the sweetest sight to joyful tears I tremble as I watch each petal descend Filled with beauty so like you Yet unaware
I just read about particle entanglement as it refers to quantum physics today. It taught me that everything in the universe is connected by an unknown force. If you do something to one photon that is entangled with another far across the universe they react in the exact same way at the exact same time. This poem says the same to me and easier to read.
i think that the beauty of beauty, so to speak, lies precisely in its lack of awareness most of the time, in its naturalness...and from the first line up to the last this poem exudes naturalness :)
Everyone has their "mate", that one person with whom you feel such an immediate connection with. Without them, we feel incomplete and alone; with them, we are at peace.
I like the layout you used. Your words capture how very much a part of ourselves another person can become. Even nature itself reminds us of that special love. Excellent!
On the other hand, I see you in everything
And I tremble at the beauty
Which you bring
it feels superfluous to say it again but, stunningly beautiful, as always. ur imagery always creates ur own world of mixed dreams and reality. yet another triumph, neva. :)
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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