Love is more profound than an intangible feeling serious play on heartstrings within duet's concerto poetry written on the soul of imperfect harmony graceful dance within turbulence of storm clouds utterances of understanding 'tween secret glances
sentiments spoken on lofty clouds, scripted in skywriting's destiny a bond that supersedes one's own self-indulgence awakening spirit's burning desires of body & mind acceptance in exhalation's dark spaces embraces reveling in sparks of familiarity's illumination unfurled in the ecstasy of another's inspirations surrender bound of peace & truths in mystery's exalted splendor
A beautiful piece, my favourite of the day.
Love transcends all that man can hear and say.
The flow, the metaphors make my heart sway.
That's it; that's all I have to say.
Consciousness is a swirl of colorful moods, and we like it that way. This is a well structured psychological inquiry into the nature of human sensibilities. It seems to me that love is an outcrop of a turbulent mix of moods, a dynamic infinite spectrum of mixed moods (colors) that gives us the sensation of Consciousness. This mix is greater than the sum of infinity. There’s no such thing as a pure mood. Every mood is within of the synergy of Consciousness in connection with every other mood. It’s not possible for Consciousness to be aware of its entire content any more than it‘s possible for us to be aware of every possible color, or mix of colors. Our spectrum of mixed moods is much more than a feeling, much more than we’ll ever be aware of.
Great poem, Frieda. I like the rhythm, the way it flows. You've used some beautiful metaphors. I like the line
"Sentiments spoken on lofty clouds
Scripted in skywriting's destiny"
Yes it is...all of that and then probably something we haven't thought of but I believe that you've got this covered in one of the most poetically attractive arrangements I've heard all day. You never ever disappointment as a consummate artist of words.
How is it that I have not read this one yet?! Where was my read request??
Hahaha! Anywhooo, I love this! Love is definitely more profound - when it is the right kind of love, of course. Beautifully penned, my dear, Frieda!
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