~ Air

~ Air, Elisa Laura, Sky, Nothingness, Freedom, Wings, Relativation

~ Air

I flew over high mountains,

I could paint so many landscapes

With my eyes, looking down

On the seas and fields

 

The sun in me, warmed my soul

The wind was kind, and gentle

You were everything inside of me

My beloved air

 

You were the space,

Everything around me,

Nothing more than air,

For my blood, lungs and heart

For you I lived, without awareness

 

So dreaming and thinking the sky

I found myself in you,

And you my large cloud

My wave of passion

The storm of my core,

Mingled with me in our skies

 

My air, and I

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Music - B-Tribe - La Unica Excusa...
Enjoy! xx

Reviews

[RienKelsoCinema]

I'm taking another read.


"My wave of passion

The storm of my core,"


Seems to stick with me. This foundation is what creates the person of tomorrow. Think about it. With no passion comes no ambition. It is something you can't explain, it's just something you have to do. Good read.

Thank you so much my friend, I do love your take on this one.... :) Smiling here..... good morning from Holland :D

[RienKelsoCinema]

Thanks!

Good morning from the US. :D

[kublakhan27]

Gorgeous evocations of the seasons and elements here sis. You've truly captured my imagination with this piece. Our eyes are great artists...they paint the world before us, and we are free to add whatever colours to it that we wish. The notion of a loved one as the air itself is particularly powerful...when love is at its best, it's almost as though we forget to breathe, for the company of one's love is all that is needed to survive within the elements. Gorgeous work as always my sweet friend :) xoxo

Thank you very much for your wonderful thoughts on this piece sweetie! I love it what you got out of it. xoxo :)

[kublakhan27]

I love what I get out of your words as well my darling. There is so much to discover within them :) xoxo

Aw, really, it's great to philosophize with you always! :) xoxoox

[Troy Henson]

A beautiful free flowing verse. The connection and feelings in this are quite amazing;

Well done:)

Troy

Thank you so much my friend, always good to see you here. :) Elisa

[anon.]

loved it :D
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Thanks for the visit :)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

My air and I -- what a beautiful ending.

This is one of those ethereal pieces that sways like leaves on a tree during a blustery day. All blue skies and cerebral imaginings wrapped neatly into a package that came off as quite remarkable. Missed your writes, my friend.

Thank you so much Sarah, it's good to see you again! :)

[PurpleQuartz]

''I flew over high mountains,
I could paint so many landscapes
With my eyes, looking down
On the seas and fields''

Your intro here just blew me away!!! And it lead to more amazing words! This poem 'Air' definetly has the feeling of flying.

Thank you so much PQ, you always have such a good knack of reading me. :) so happy it blew you away, literally hehe, much love darlin! xo

[Caradoc]

This is beautifully romantic, with none of the constraints or impediments of "earthly" love. It's more pure than that, the love of "air", of nature, in this piece. Reading it, I truly felt as if I was in the sky, weightless as a cloud. It is like, as you say in the poem, a dream.

A wonderful piece.

-Caradoc

Thank you very much Cara, sometimes, me and Dionysos, have these airy conversations lol ;) just kidding... I love love love your words, thank you for the perfect feeling on this one! xo

[Caradoc]

You are very welcome. Reading this was a treat.

Awe, feel honored especially coming from you.... many thanks! x

[An owl on the moon]

What a beautiful, dreamish feeling that rises in the soul reading your words! Oh, that we could ever soar into the wonders of the world.

Thank you so much sweet friend, for your nice words, glad you found it dreamish, xo Elis

[Extant]

"The sun in me, warmed my soul," Love this line. The linguistics and imagery are such a pleasure to read. A new favourite.

Thank you so much my friend for your time, and review, very appreciated. :)

[Extant]

You're very welcome, Elisa.

[Muse]

My air and I...of my...I felt I could fly.

Without any reason why...I wanted to cry.

I'm so glad that the weight has momentarily lifted from your physical self. You are an angel with wings.

Thank you for your words darlin' xx

[PearlPoet]

"My beloved air"

I cant help but to wonder does this air has a name????? ~smiles~ Why am I asking this you might ask? Well this poem can be one of the greatest metaphor I have read on this site.. Either way I simply hushed away by your gentle voice.. Beautiful dear Friend!!

Oh you honor me my friend... *red-face*. shaking head, in denial lol... just kidding, thank you so much for the great and gentle review. I so appreciate it. I'll be back for you no doubt! :))

Oh and Post Scriptum :) no, the air is just the air... if it had a name, I would be choking probably ;)