Bridge to Awareness

Day 5 NaPoWriMo - April is Poetry Month - I'm writing a poem a day for each day of the month.

Turn and watch the bridge collapse, 

then observe it back to slumber.

You made a giant leap, 

like a frog who momentarily 

borrowed wings. 

You leapt, he leapt, 

traditional limits floundered in the new wake. 

Frog landed again in his own unconsciousness

- as frogs do. 

You?

Woke.
Awake.
Aware.

You’re there. 

The bridge collapsed, 

there’s no going back, 

for no longer do you attach. 

Your love is pure, 

for one, for all.
It’s a gift not many come to bare.

But you, 

you watched 

the bridge collapse,

in your awareness, you are there.

No strings I tell you, 

none attached, 

you are the most sensitive being.
Your love is pure, 

for one, for all. 

You’ve gained

the gift of 

forever clearly seeing. 

I try not to attach myself

to your radiant glow, 

but it seems in my lack of awareness, 

I have some travels to go.

Reviews

[wordman]

a deep write filled with metaphors ,it takes you on a visual journey

[KWP]

thanks lovely one for always being there to read X

[Einstein Noodle]

not easy to portray such a state with words .. reminds me of Jesus' love ...we glimpse that purity .. no attachments please ... its easier than that eh!? too easy for humans so we glimpse and leave ;} i especially like the frog-a-flyin' ..i love to fly :)) the bridge fades doesn't it!?
E.
ps. i like this one a lot Elizabeth .. very fine mind and spirit poem!

[KWP]

Hello you :) Thank you for reading and thanks even more for liking this one ... inspiring to say the lease ... give me pause to think a little deeper whne I write like this and in the thinking a little deeper all seems much more right in a world so full of chaos ... love to you x

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... more and more i remind myself of the words of Jesus "give Caesar what belong to Caesar and to God what belongs to God" ..pay taxes and belong to God ;) so much of a mess ..i told my youngest i am turning my political passions towards monkhood ... the hell with the rest :o ..(((((((((((KWP)))))))))))))

[emmajoy]

Awareness comes with its own rules - seems in a veiled way, you've said as much. Reversing that, awareness can steal a heart, a mind.. so it becomes.. beware. Perhaps.

You've written with light ink this time.. or maybe tis me, However, however you write, you jog the mind to think, Must try harder..

[KWP]

what do you mean - written with light ink?

oh and snap - we are here together - well were, as I need to go and make a vegetable tagine for three :D

[emmajoy]

Your words don't thrust themselves into a face.. they lay quietly, beckoning the reader to read more, dig deeper. Sense?

[KWP]

oh - well that's fabulous then innit? :D

[emmajoy]

I hope you take that in its intended sense. Innit!!! :)

[KWP]

i did dinnit it ? :D

[emmajoy]

Oh you! There's me, trying to think 'review' and no my composure's gorn entirely. Maybe I should get back to my panting - oops. Painting! :)

[emmajoy]

no = noW + a few other characters..

[KWP]

hahaha - I think you should stay 'panting' conjures up a myriad of playful thoughts ;)

[emmajoy]

H YS S T ERICAL ... m ua go..

[emmajoy]

do y ou w ant such lev ity unde r your p oem? can d elete..

[KWP]

you are so funny ... serious I am not ... levity is no matter ... levitate I must master ...