What I wished to post two days ago
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THREE QUESTIONS
Who will walk with me in the high meadow where the waving lupine caresses lavender on our bare feet and hides the rabbit tracks of yesterday? Who will hold my hand to jump-step the stream that flickers clouded fingers of light into our laughing eyes? Who will tumble with me down the grassy, tender slope of childhood memories where the game was more important than the goal?
Perhaps who is not the question or the answer here -
but I listen intensely just the same.
Where is the crystal pool with the mossy stones beneath the earth blessed spring of winter’s tears where we can wash our dusty feet? Where can we shed our false pride and imagined slights that gather like mold upon our skin, hidden beneath society’s brash garments? Where can we stand naked in warm cleansing rays of friendship and eternal love without the curse of shame cast in the name of faith?
Perhaps where is not the question or the answer here -
but I look deeply just the same.
When will I know that you have heard my silent, stifled cry for courage to conquer selfish, foolish right? When will the extraction of tortured self-inflicted spikes draw breaths of joy rather than sighs of fear? When will I hear the siren song that I know blends with the chiming star stuck bells of eternity? When will I cease to question that which my soul should already know from simple shaped internal bliss?
Perhaps when is not the question or the answer here -
but I wait patiently, just the same.
papa faucon
Well you have posted now and that is the main thing.
E.
The flow and rhythm of this is beautiful, papa, and echoes a yearning many of us have felt.
I echo Gail – very moving…
Would that we could move beyond questions and answers for both are only words…and yet we are but human and words may be all we have. Sometimes they are enough, sometimes not. But your expression of a deep yearning for Ultimate Union and Bliss is the desire that fuels the words we utter in pain and longing. For now that is enough.