Realizations & Revelations.
November 18, 2012 § 33 Comments
I stare at the skies
and see the void
in me. It speaks
to me face to face.
The sky becomes a
mirror, the clouds
my soul. I am
fluid. I float.
Tagged: nature, poetry, Us, void
Love the words and the image is so appropriate. There’s something deeply profound in these “oneness” experiences we have with nature. You describe your experiences so beautifully. Thank you.
I agree Don with the oneness experiences with nature.
But, i am just an average girl.
Thank you for the kind words!
Can you see the face in the left corner ?
Barely. Can you?
YES ! lol and it is freaky, is that smoke? i see lips, nose, eye, cheek bone …and hair
That’s what the void is. 🙂
That is so full of pain utter surrender to despair. It is a beautiful piece. The illustrations are perfect esp the second there is a light or reflection on the body which like the soul is trying to escape. Have a good day. 🙂
Thanks Willow. You, too.
Reminded me of “Indifference” by Pearl Jam.
Ah! I love the song!!
Hmmm….deep. I adore that void. Beautifully written archie. You at your usual best!
Thanks doc. 🙂
Ah I am glad. 🙂
Evocative poetry, as always.
I can experience the poem in two ways- the sense of void as a lacking, a longing, a sense of loss. But I can also experience it as a sense of communion, wholeness, the one- a sense of connection with all, a void where the ego would be.
A moving and rich piece of writing.
Thanks a tonne tom. You are a constant source of inspiration! 🙂
Thanks soumya! 🙂
Just because the sky is blue…
It is. It is
creative introspection. I look at the moon and feel as you do about the sky — face to face interruptions of my emotions.
Ah thanks! 🙂
If void creates a nothingness, what is needed to fill/feel the fullness?
That’s what I’ve been trying to figure out, too.
Very well written.
Thanks Jas! 🙂
Love the imagery of looking at the sky and finding a void in oneself. I often wonder if void actually is the loud mute in one’s head or the gibberish which everyone else is adamant to call meaning and bustle of life.
I think its actually a combination of both. Right?
Yes, it must be…
On this if you get a chance read – I am a nobody by Emily Dickinson. Its not exactly on void, but not fitting in and the associated pleasures of the same….
Sure i will Paresh! Thanks for recommending!
Love it! You’re such a great writer, I thought you might be interested in this challenge I came across. It’s intriguing and I just had to take it on-
Thanks Eric! Sure i will look up! 🙂
Gee! Is it?
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