We Have Learned To Live With Each Other

I'm not a star
giving off light against your black. 

I can't watch you from afar,
guide you with immortal wisdom. 

The moon and I
have never spoken,
we have learned
to live with each other. 

 

I'm not  the sun
offering color to your pale flesh. 

I can't melt the ice,
that hangs from shingles of your soul. 

The trees and I
have never spoken,
we have learned
to live with each other.

 

I am you
in another form that lies of its power. 

I hold no insight
in eyes that are fashioned like yours. 

God and I
have never spoken,
we have learned
to live with each other.

The bond ends there.
Soil doesn't nourish me.
Only He knows what you (and I) need.

Reviews

[Cdnsurfer]

Oh, Jenny, I don't know about that. I think you've been speaking with the moon and stars and sun and trees and God more than you think. I did like the thoughts you express here, about being a simple person trying to live. We all know, deep within our bones, what it is we need to sustain us; and it is awareness of those needs that leads us to our dreams and our hopes. Chase down those stars. Cheers! Rob

[Emily B]

I hope that wherever you are, you are well and still writing beautiful words like these!

[E. M. Murren]

This work breathes divinity. That's about all I can say. I am in awe of the beauty in this piece.

[Melanie Jane Boicourt S..]

Very nice. Love All,Mejasha

[An Ordinary Woman]

This touched me tonight, Jenny. Thank you Sweetheart.

[Christian Walters]

Simply beautiful

[Robert Luna]

Oh I really loved this. You always leave my mind just so excited from your words and there power and lasting imagery. You always leave me wanting more. This will be going into my favorites list.


Great Job!!!!!

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

love it still..

xoxo

[Emily B]

I could read it over and over. And now, that I've found it again, I can put it back in my favorites where it belongs.

[Shelly Wiseberg]

Learning to live with one another even if we are of different paths of insight, through the earth, wind, and fire, we seek our desires to grow on one's journey through the moon and stars of the universe.

[Blackbird Cry]

I love this piece. It's honest and lovely.