Clarity

Clarity

I am of sweet air, am of soft cool water
made from your bone, your dust, the fire of your soul
Travel my spirit in form of a mystic
diminish this distance,reach this shinning, push above subconscious
finish this, exhibit this,discover me, recover me
from long ago yesterday
Without disbelief with absolutely no doubt
I am remembering beyond all my prayers
I am finally in the know of this one truth
That the miracle, that I call love
Is Not elusive, is No wish
Its desire exalted,knocking on the door
That I never opened, sent from heaven, you descended
from far far away to this time, and this place
On your way now, Im way down
Keep searching the very me of me
Can you find me? Im happiest that you found me
On this earth of fresh air and many many crystal clear waters.


Souixsie Que 10/2013

Reviews

[Alessander]

I am of sweet air
am of soft cool water
made from your bone
your dust

Damn. What an opening. You got a way of opening poems.

That the miracle
That I call love
Is Not elusive

Such longing, and I wish I wasn't so jaded that I could believe this.

Im way down
Keep searching

Those lines are so strong, that I would almost suggest you make that the ending, but I get the connection to the crystal waters. Then again, you can introduce the crystal waters line earliers


the very me of me
Can you find me
Im happiest that
you found me
On this earth
of fresh air and many
crystal clear waters
Im way down
Keep searching

Something along those lines. But that's just a thought.
The contrast of clarity, crystal and water with the deep delving and somewhat foreboding and mysterious earth works well together, on multiple levels.

[Everett DeValle]

Such pristine beauty in your words...it sure speaks of Clarity...well penned.