Carried Away......

 Carried Away….

A soul felt by a wind,

So light like a breath,

Invisible but endearing,

Like a soft caress shocking the senses,

Such an intriguing power pulled it higher into the outer atmosphere.

An articulate Southeastern draw captured it; taken away so far so high, like a magnetic ring.

 

Below valleys, deserts, oceans and shores

Out-line the boundaries but just convection

Forming brilliant colors, odorless, a curious nothingness persists.

Nature’s connection is no longer perplexing.   

Indifference prevails:  no pleading or confusion, wishes or illusions.

No haughty thirst for answers.

The treasure trove of anticipation evaporated in a nanosecond like the ghost visualized in the cloudy layers of familiar affability somewhere between the days and nights,

Infinitely forever altered within this realm.

 

An angel sealed within the universe voiced infinite tones emphatically silent, deafening, devouring and undefeated.

How can this be a reality? Only instinct exists in between the brilliance of light realizing the magnificence of life.

The Virtuous sounds seem so pure and overpowering; filtered away in the universe.

Ecstasy’s revelation is minuscule in comparison.

 

The vast distance immense and profound between this cosmic elation that rises with the wind.

A continuous flight effortlessly divided by planes of existence and time dividing

Like cells to maintain autonomy and once assured freedoms.

No yesterdays or tomorrows, no worries or sorrows….

 

Captured inside and out, whatever comfort encompasses the spirit;

No longer mystified,

Abrogating this privilege; Realizing a precious freedom, given unsuspectingly; a prayer for the universe,

God give this warmth and affection to them for who am I?

 But desire’s stirring cordiality calls tenderly.

Reviews

[Perkele.7885]

This is a stunningly handsome write. I had no problem at all understanding the depth of your poem but, I will tell you this. I could not have written that. You have a gift of imaginative thought that can put a poem like that together. I simply do not. You have a special talent. I do not know how long it took you to write and be satisfied with that poem but, it was worth the time. I am a different kind of a writer, I think. I get a thought , a phrase, a combination of words, anything in my head and I go and Voila, I have a poem. My talent I think comes through in my skill at editing my own work. I am most impressed by you!

[Confuser]

Perkele.7885: The more time, most of the time for me; the worst results. I have NO idea, other than an angel poet that guides me. This probably took all of 45 minutes, if that. I cannot force writing. Someone said don't think; I guess not using much of my brain helps: HA!! Thank you so very much for the wonderful review. I cannot wait to read your work! Dale

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what a feeling of freedom this is....to be able to be like a kite without strings, and just drift over and above it all...the worries left on the ground.

a very descriptive journey.

jacob

[Country Girl47]

Fantastic job! So amazing what God can do for us.

[MsJewel]

The images you have created are so vivid, so real and yet there is a softness to your words as if floating in a dream " a soul felt by a wind". So many wonderful lines, it is impossible to pick my favorite. Exceptional writing my friend and such a delight to read.

:) Julie

[Stonz P.]

OH MY!!
This is just fantastic Ma'am. I was on such an imagination with this piece.

Right with the beginning 'a soul felt by a wind'; WOW! You had me glued with that very line.
And it does flow like the course of some wind (I like to believe).

and then your allusions and metaphors... It is just immense joy to read them... my favourite is the first one: "invisible but endearing
Like a soft caress shocking the senses" and as the piece progressed, the imagery intensified... and so did the emotions attached to the lines... "infinitely forever altered within this realm"
Then one is forced to ponder over the question of reality and your interpretation and I LOVE this line: "Ecstasy's revelation is minuscule in comparison."

Then all the answers you offer with 'the flow of the wind' are overwhelming if one has understood them: "Like cells to maintain autonomy and once assured freedoms.
No yesterdays or tomorrows, no worries or sorrows"

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE AND ADORE THIS POEM, Ma'am. Beautiful. This is one of the very few poems I have read on this site in the past 3 years which have totally blown me away. Thank you for sharing.

P.S.: Pardon my eccentricity but I am elated upon reading this terrific poem of yours! Thank you.

[Stonz P.]

"The treasure trove of anticipation evaporated in a nanosecond like the ghost visualized in the cloudy layers of familiar affability somewhere between the days and nights"

Came for a re-read... each line stands out.. Kudos to you Ma'am :)