When our fingers move through fire to untie the bonds from our wings so we can become the form of everything..............
Is not comfort expressed in what we look for everyday? When our fingers move through fire to untie the bonds from our wings so we can become the form of everything.
When old thoughts are found on pages containing imaginary stairs do we find that our eyes lie to us about worlds we will find there? Or do we just like those new beginnings where all is well and fair?
Each day I tell you that I am not the one who in time will disappear. Yes, inside I move eagerly towards trust and forwards I dive full into the sky. But here with you, I find to be most dear.
Night and day we climb hills to see the sun and all its possibilities. Yet we never blink an eye or stare at the dreams visible to us all. Perhaps, we are afraid to open the door to our own imagination’s call.
It is rare to find a partner in life who understands that imagination both frees the spirit and opens up new doors, new realities. This includes inner adaptations, and outer reformations.
In the infinite Now of the Heart, all goodness arises, and that is the Source of your beautiful rumination.
Just the thought of the bonds being untied...and freeing her wings... is magical.. I love the idea of being free enough to open the door to imagination and actually allow ourselves to live the dream....xo
It is amazing to find that person that you find deep trust and comfort with. When things are new it is all fire and velocity, but when we are with someone for a long period of time the desire is still passionate but we also find deeper love and comfort. We find that we can be free to be who we are and know that even if you don't look our best they still love us. If we are having a bad day there shoulder is there for us to lean on and feel that security that comes with long term love. The ending of this poem is stunning and the second stanza is my favorite in this piece.
Wow! Amazing write, Neva! From the title, description down to the ending!
My favorite lines are...
"When old thoughts are found on pages
containing imaginary stairs
do we find that our eyes lie to us
about worlds we will find there?
Or do we just like those new beginnings
where all is well and fair?"
This poems speaks truth and is full of wisdom...Well done! :)))
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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