Poem: She Flows
A meditation on the universal flow of shakti
Heart pumping
That naked organ in a bone cage
This Earth blood rhythm
Pulsating with the universal flow
At the wide bend of a warm river
Fat silver fish flash themselves at her surface
She flows in sluices from canoe blades
And remaining mysterious she flows
In shadow and light near the tangle of shore
She flows the long dark night through
Into the pale dawn of mist and all the day
She flows down at last to the great sea
Till she becomes a river no more
But a dream . . . and yeah
She wash massive boulders down
To sand,
To the deep, deep blue depths
And as the sand
She flows through deserts bleached
By the Sun she flows
And blooms with wild flowers
She flows into the universal mind
And song
MyheART
Beautiful:)
QuantumResults replied
Thanks Robin, hope you are well, and glad you enjoyed this
Belinda "Billy...
Yes, well done Simon, I never understand poetry but your poem was beautiful and I did love reading it.
QuantumResults replied
Thanks Billy, i was a songwriter for many years before i really started to produce poetry, and i think that must have helped. i don’t really understand it very well apart from a vague knowledge. Possibly as with your artwork the intuition has a lot to do with it
avalyn
I like the ambiguity, whether it was your intention, as I feel myself move between scenes of a river to feelings of a a much larger force moving through all and any form….............quite enchanting
QuantumResults replied
Thanks so much Avalyn for your most kind comments. Blessings