Namaste

Here is the yeast of thought that like the dough,
though it become suppressed, is rising still
within two souls whose vision is just one,
then beaten once again becomes the bread,
the mounting God, 
the sinews shared,
the death of self, 
the breath of life.

       ~

 

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

Pristine clean, clear thoughts excellently written. Wisdom thoughts.

[Dean]

Thank you!

[sanya]

THIS IS CALLED EXCELLENCE
I am too small in age and talent to review ur writings but seriously it is wonderful

[Dean]

there is much more, you know

[Relic]

"The death of self" To me it is the transformation from one's own thoughts to the sharing of one's thoughts with his creator. This has a real spiritual message, you did a fine job on this Dean.

[Dean]

why, thank you!

[Lydia Shutter]

When two people have the same dreams and the same visions of how to achieve them, life is wonderful. Perhaps it is the death of one self, but the birth of a better person....onewho can share. When that happens, life is indeed divine and two souls have met. Another good one, Dean. Lydi**

[Dean]

perhaps, then, we should greet everyone with Namaste!

[Clara]

What a great write.
I like the spirituality in this. :)

[Dean]

Thank you.

[Ravyne Hawke]

There is a place in me and a place in you were we are one.. beautiful imagery with the bread weaved throughout the poem.. I am enchanted by your words, Dean.. very Zen.

[Dean]

and I....enchanted by the thought

[Marie]

The bread of life? Transubstantiation?

[Dean]

nope....breath

[Marie]

I was just funning with you...
I know where you stand...

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

This is something quite different for you...and yet very familiar. I love the bread metaphor; the rising agent of the yeast, filling all of the voids in the dough, and then pounded out again into an etable substance--bread (so much symbolic significance here). The last four lines...such a great tying up of the thoughts. Well done!

[Dean]

Thank you, Sarah