Hungry

Hungry

A Poem by Gypsy Dreamer
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A need to know, feel, be more.

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I can hear the electric running through the appliances...
a steady hum which I've become accustomed to.
I silence my mind as if I am blind
and the sounds come rushing through.

I realize at this point that the whines and hums
are not exactly around me...
they are an energy mixed with my own
running through me.

I am not a separate part of this place...
between the ground and the sky.
I am just grounded from the sky...
in order to learn how to die.

This energy which is running through me...
is a part of us, it's a mystery.
I need to harness this energy
within me... to feed me.

© 2012 Gypsy Dreamer


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I am just grounded from the sky...
in order to learn how to die.


liked that.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is awesome--a true exploration through the human body, down through the heart, mind and into the spirit. This is like calming meditation put into words, letting them flow out gently

Posted 12 Years Ago


Beautiful work. A great meditation on energy flow. I love this metaphor -- that you are like the electrical appliance. Very lucid imagery. If anyone sticks a fork in your toaster their gonna get zapped, thats for sure.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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