One By One We Feel the Breezes

One by one we feel the breezes
that soothe us musically
like a breath of silver wings.
Rivers fade into themselves
leaving expressions we understand
yet do not quite notice.
We chase shadows into hidden corners
when night falls;
lie them close
just to hear them ring.

We desire to touch another's name
but when we close our eyes
we are carried away.
The answers we find are reflected
on our fingertips as scars
returning to show more of us
that our time has come.
So we bend like weeping willows
again inspired
by come what may.

Wisdom spirals breathtakingly,
rains down
divided by our faith.
The hand of fortune confounds us,
deafens our ears
to what we believe.
Dawn breaks and we yearn
for what is impossible
to live over again.
Yet, one by one we feel the breezes
that soothe us
musically.

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

A breeze is like a vibration that we can interpret as music to our spirit. We feel it but often never take notice as it vibrates at a rate that is equal to our own usually. Chasing shadows is like chasing the unknown, an example how we know about death but we don't know it yet we can write and imagine it we chase it as it chases us into the darkness of the unknown.

We desire to touch someones name, interesting thought here. As usually we touch physically but in this I feel we are touching a person in a more personal way as our names represent our standing in society, who we are rather famous or unknown or names are highly personal. But when we close our eyes we are alone with our own spirit to journey the universe looking for answers and the scars on our fingertips are the result of bringing those answers from the spirit world into our reality as when we wake we have learned more about who we really are rather we chose to listen or ignore it. We bend because in the end we have to accept what comes our way to deny it is just silly. Wisdom divided by faith oh this makes me think of many things. In all religions there is so much wisdom yet they all stand divided when they should be united it is the religion itself that divides us into segments thou we really all almost believe the same thing. How wise are we after all if we can be divided so easily. Fortune, belief and denial. Yes becoming rich or finding fortune and make us deaf to reality as we are able to live our fantasies within a living fantasy, I really liked that part of the poem. Dawn breaking to me is death as after death we will yearn to live again but we will find that same breeze to comfort us in our new existence. That is just what I saw in this poem, LOL I don't know why but all this just hit me. Love it.

[KAREN]

Beautiful and so creative. We as people always want more, but sometimes we need to just slow down and be happy with what we have. Your words fill me with so many thoughts.
100/100

[Dark Beauty]

Love the expressiveness throughout this piece,great write!!

[Mike Winegar]

I love the way your poem encompasses both the physical and the ephemeral natures of desire. I love this!

[emmajoy]

Sometimes we feel others not merely in touching them - that's too simple, too easy, but how we feel in just being in their presence, whatever the distance. Perhaps it's wanting to know more, wanting to share even if disillusionment could be the end result.
The same of course is in life itself; it takes us across and through all kinds of terrain, we have to adapt, we have the trust, and its only by experience that we discover what's right or wrong .. lessons learned, just as we learn from your inspiring words, a near warning but a wise one.
Trust lingers in those breezes, learning to adapt holds them calm, we travel with them until we reach a place ..

[Art Sun]

you can sing us into life with words and thoughts as these...where else can we find the variety, the creativity, the immensity of lifethan from within...down deep within the musical components of our Soul...Neva

[nathan]

'. . .we desire to touch another's name. . .'
that is just beautiful. The imagery in this poem make me giddy on the inside.
The line i've just quoted says there's more to a name than what Shakespear let on.
I think it speaks of how we yearn to really make an impact on someone. Once more, awsm work Neva

[Kenneth The Poet]

Lovely, artistic and it brings a smile to my face today. As morose as my verse much of the time, I am still a happy person and poetry like this makes me smile.

[Ruth]

And when the dawn croaks and the silvered tones of sunlight beam......faith may just be all we have left!
Beautiful Neva, love
xx

[Muse]

It's only natural to desire something more. And in our hour of discomfort we at times get that soothing reminder to be at peace. Peace in our faith, peace in our thoughts...... xo