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March 6, 2016 11 Comments

Since a boy, I’ve known this of myself, tho I’ve pretended, wishing otherwise as I wept inside my tall solitude– I’ve known this of my creed, be there any still remaining, unhidden, be there any known to themselves. We are a translucent-walled love, our empathy outwardly facing, loving without limit of judgment, living only to give until our souls would perish of our love’s gifted sanctuary– and as the phoenix, able to resurrect after we’d been extinguished, burned to ash, staggering bloodied after impalement by doubt’s curved-sword blades, rising– to love again, unable leave even one vagabond spirit behind, tho we’d be labeled unchaste, misconstrued, mistaken, leaving none forsaken– if only we’d enough days, enough sunrise-promises for all, aye– to fall, smitten with each lovely essence encountered, even in our forced silence, tho not intended to be loved in return; our souls’ presence felt, a warm strangeness blanketing the bleak winter of lonesome moments, as we visit, carried upon a stilling wind’s drift, and of our hearts, torn and bleeding, tho inviolable– no corked-bottle wall shall hold our shape within its tapered-green-glass confinement. Only this clear, oily-shine sphere, its pale rainbows sliding ‘crost our compassion’s curved-lens vision, this aqueous vesicle into which we’d been born, in which we live, and that in which we shall pass, may we call our home.


I’ll be re-writing this until my last day, never really finding the right words.

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  1. thoughtsgather says

    March 6, 2016 at 2:35 pm

    I’d say you’re pretty close (to the right words). Happy Sunday!

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    • Eric says

      March 6, 2016 at 2:38 pm

      Thank you, and happy Sunday to you as well 🙂

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  2. Steph says

    March 6, 2016 at 3:43 pm

    Tis a beautiful mosaic of lovely thoughts.

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    • Eric says

      March 6, 2016 at 3:54 pm

      Thank you, Steph 🙂 I appreciate your kindness. I hope your day is lovely.

      Reply
  3. Ori.46 says

    March 6, 2016 at 5:05 pm

    This is going to sound odd, but thank you for writing pieces that make me feel and think and also pieces that don’t make me feel terrible after I have read them.

    I am always happy to scroll past a post of yours on my feed and read it.

    Great work.

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    • Eric says

      March 6, 2016 at 5:24 pm

      Thank you, Poet Ori. I’m honored that you find something to take away from the things I might write. I mean that. Thank you. I hope the sun is shining on you today 🙂

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      • Ori.46 says

        March 6, 2016 at 5:26 pm

        No, you’re really welcome. It will be soon enough! It is a pretty day here. Hope the same for you.

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        • Eric says

          March 6, 2016 at 5:27 pm

          🙂

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  4. Mils says

    March 7, 2016 at 11:49 am

    Wow. I always said good Spanish snaked down the page, and good English was made of discrete blocks of linguistic Lego, but here you’ve proved me wrong. What a beautiful handsome wall of meaning you’ve gone and created here. (That sound is me taking my hat off to you and chomping it down …)

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    • Eric says

      March 8, 2016 at 2:48 am

      Thank you Mils, and thank you for indulging my indulgence 🙂 I find tobasco souce helps when eating hats.

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      • Mils says

        March 8, 2016 at 9:25 am

        🙂

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