At the edge of a need the sea waits patiently
for my approach and encroach into the world of feel
like love on the perimeter of innate desire
lingers around the will of stubborn minds.
A carpet of green and tall stately trees,
in the distance a shadow; perhaps it is me
mathematically challenged but counting memories
and preserving or discarding for the sake of harmony.
But I’m only a one in life’s long
domino line on shaky ground
susceptible to a change of mind
unless I walk the path marked
“Intuition’s Way” through
and dales of my African days.
(Photograph by Frank Bennett, New Zealand)
And led that way by need I entered into feel
disruptive, confusing, yet plain and simply me
receiving and perceiving lasting emotive facts
tied in little bundles concise and compact.
The mathematically challenged yet can count on feel
though perhaps it leads astray for the sake of harmony!
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The winding and twisting in traveling through ones life, much as you have stated here is so true and befitting with that picture. We are atop the hill heading down to the sea below. We must meander through the brush and tall trees almost unnoticed save the view from the top of the hill where the entire traverse is seen in just a moment of time, a snapshot of time, and only in our own view of our life. You have a beautiful write here Helen. Enjoyed.
JL:)
The winding and twisting in traveling through ones life, much as you have stated here is so true and befitting with that picture. We are atop the hill heading down to the sea below. We must meander through the brush and tall trees almost unnoticed save the view from the top of the hill where the entire traverse is seen in just a moment of time, a snapshot of time, and only in our own view of our life. You have a beautiful write here Helen. Enjoyed.
JL:)
JL – Thank you so much. Life is indeed a meander through many things but we, I think, need to really feel them for them to have any lasting value. I hope you know how much I appreciate and value your comments.
Regards
Helen