Being
To Whom It May Concern:
1st -I want to apologize for not writing in the blog for a minute but I write when I feel and when my thoughts just flow...Spontaneous creations of my soul... (this probably only applies to myself because I don't think anyone else reads this)
None the less, lately I have found myself constantly thinking about existence....
Now these thoughts have been completely random yet seem to reoccur....
So I figured some sort of poem...or more so a monologue...my own private soliloquy....be it as it may, would help clear my thoughts...
Being....
Being... is it the way the lines intertwine throughout our palms in total chaos yet strangely appear to be in a sort of chaotic of order
Is it the way how when the wind blows you can sometimes here a whisper or a violent cry
Is Being the salty inner hydration melodically flowing down ones face when happy or when sad
Being....
Being...is it the immense feeling of love that we feel when we look into the kindred eyes of a soul mate
Being....could it be how intensely heavy the world seems when all burdens are bared on your back
Being....is it the hollowness we feel when we hear of a infant child dying
Is the hidden compassion that we often hide that exposes our thirst for humanity
Is my being the inhaling of life ..the fruit....the sweetness of the air in which god has provided in abundance
Being....is it the passion for life... like predestined young lovers who are eager for their union but have yet to meet
Is it that feeling of hope...the gasp for air...that pause...then a sigh of relief
Oh man....can being ...can it be that somewhat orgasmic feeling that you get when you are thirsty and you drink a cold glass of water and suddenly you feel quenched....um...
Is my being the bitter/sweet sorrow of the third party self....my being with you...my being with god and my just being
I think I get it.... at least I think I do
Being...
Just being
To be....
We....we are...
Vous etre...
...just being
...just living ....living life
"c'est la vie"
If anyone has any notions of what it is to just be...please shed some light...verses are always welcome :)
1st -I want to apologize for not writing in the blog for a minute but I write when I feel and when my thoughts just flow...Spontaneous creations of my soul... (this probably only applies to myself because I don't think anyone else reads this)
None the less, lately I have found myself constantly thinking about existence....
Now these thoughts have been completely random yet seem to reoccur....
So I figured some sort of poem...or more so a monologue...my own private soliloquy....be it as it may, would help clear my thoughts...
Being....
Being... is it the way the lines intertwine throughout our palms in total chaos yet strangely appear to be in a sort of chaotic of order
Is it the way how when the wind blows you can sometimes here a whisper or a violent cry
Is Being the salty inner hydration melodically flowing down ones face when happy or when sad
Being....
Being...is it the immense feeling of love that we feel when we look into the kindred eyes of a soul mate
Being....could it be how intensely heavy the world seems when all burdens are bared on your back
Being....is it the hollowness we feel when we hear of a infant child dying
Is the hidden compassion that we often hide that exposes our thirst for humanity
Is my being the inhaling of life ..the fruit....the sweetness of the air in which god has provided in abundance
Being....is it the passion for life... like predestined young lovers who are eager for their union but have yet to meet
Is it that feeling of hope...the gasp for air...that pause...then a sigh of relief
Oh man....can being ...can it be that somewhat orgasmic feeling that you get when you are thirsty and you drink a cold glass of water and suddenly you feel quenched....um...
Is my being the bitter/sweet sorrow of the third party self....my being with you...my being with god and my just being
I think I get it.... at least I think I do
Being...
Just being
To be....
We....we are...
Vous etre...
...just being
...just living ....living life
"c'est la vie"
If anyone has any notions of what it is to just be...please shed some light...verses are always welcome :)
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