Mine may be taking the scenic route, because Iāve tried enough wrong words to fill a whole pocket with useless keys. Still, the thought that it might already be listening makes the waiting feel less lonely... I hope I recognise it when it finally says my name.
I especially lovedā "We now know... It's listening."
Quiet. Spiritual. Hopeful! I'M SUBSCRIBING!
I write at The Reflective State, where one of my ongoing series is Mountain Mysteriesāatmospheric tales of mystery, folklore and the unexplained set in the mountains of India. If curiosity ever brings you my way, I'd genuinely love to know what you think.
Hi I am veli and loved this poem. I also love being offline and have two keys. One made me decide to post this poem and it was the right person not version.
The other key is a 100-170 subscriber-cap when I delete the account (againš¤£) so that I may never meet a single fan but friend.
Have you ever listened to Saturn by Sleeping At Last? Honestly, reading this felt just like listening to that track. That quiet, sacred space where a single realization turns into an entire world... itās the exact same wavelength.
Though I know the meaning is just beyond my fingertips, I feel an intuitive connection because of how you keep returning to the word. And even if Iām not fully sure I understand, I loved the experience.
Marwa, you strike harps around you by your very breath being inhaled and exhaled. Your touch of mind to mind, I memorize it. Your walking with your hand on hip to contain your enigmatic energy as inded finger to lips says "Silence is golden." I would love to write about you with permission.
Your writing is intergalactic. You write with the gods and goddesses in your presentation. Bless you a 1000 fold, Rob
Thank you so much Rob, Iāll carry your words like a whisper in my heart š šø they mean a lot to me. God Bless you more and more.
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I love the idea that the word is looking for us just as much as we're looking for it ā¤ļø
Thank you so much Pelle, you saw that thought so clearly, I appreciate you ššøš
Mine may be taking the scenic route, because Iāve tried enough wrong words to fill a whole pocket with useless keys. Still, the thought that it might already be listening makes the waiting feel less lonely... I hope I recognise it when it finally says my name.
Thatās our hope @AsukaHotaru thatās our biggest hope ššš
"A word... Tailored to your soul."
"It knows your name."
One word... One key... One dry well... Waiting.
I especially lovedā "We now know... It's listening."
Quiet. Spiritual. Hopeful! I'M SUBSCRIBING!
I write at The Reflective State, where one of my ongoing series is Mountain Mysteriesāatmospheric tales of mystery, folklore and the unexplained set in the mountains of India. If curiosity ever brings you my way, I'd genuinely love to know what you think.
Thank you so much. I appreciate you šøšš
I will try my best to check your post
Hi I am veli and loved this poem. I also love being offline and have two keys. One made me decide to post this poem and it was the right person not version.
The other key is a 100-170 subscriber-cap when I delete the account (againš¤£) so that I may never meet a single fan but friend.
Archive or Alive?
I don't read my own work.
From the first word
meaning bleeds out of letter.
I wonder -
is anything ever
archived?
A single moment,
a beloved person,
reading a poem,
the very first time?
I fear
we only ever
archive our fear
of letting go.
Our try
to hold onto
symbols
of
what
even
then
only
could be
expressed symbolically.
Our truest work
does not need to be written down:
we cannot
forget it,
it is
inwritten
in
us.
I have
tried to destroy
my first painting,
lost
my only
quadrilingual poem,
I cannot
recite
one line
of any
of my poems.
Alive or Archive?
Youāre a kind soul. Thank you for reading and for sharing your poem šššø
Have you ever listened to Saturn by Sleeping At Last? Honestly, reading this felt just like listening to that track. That quiet, sacred space where a single realization turns into an entire world... itās the exact same wavelength.
Thank you for introducing me to that song, itās amazing. It means a lot me that you saw similarities, it made my day. Thank you so much ššøš
Same hereš„°
Though I know the meaning is just beyond my fingertips, I feel an intuitive connection because of how you keep returning to the word. And even if Iām not fully sure I understand, I loved the experience.
Love the poem. So moving. Thank you š
Thank you so much Iām really happy it resonated with you
Beautiful
Thank you Hina
Marwa, you strike harps around you by your very breath being inhaled and exhaled. Your touch of mind to mind, I memorize it. Your walking with your hand on hip to contain your enigmatic energy as inded finger to lips says "Silence is golden." I would love to write about you with permission.
I appreciate you Rob. Iād be happy to hear your opinions and thoughts.
That was so well done. Beautiful, Marwa.
Thank you much Gary.. really happy you liked it