do not remind me
of the mortality
of this Body
by telling me:
you are beautiful
do not breathe:
you are perfectly poised;
love made visible
in flesh;
housing a well rounded Soul
do not sigh:
i love you
when you shun
looking into my eyes
because you fear detection
of your lies
if you really love me,
this earthly apparition
forever thirsty for purity,
call me then:
rose, thorn, cross, rostrum,
rose of Sharon, rock
because this reed rages
against that lust
which cages my love
in blood and vein
in broken wings
paludism and pain
and if you do love me
do not punish me
by ignoring
my purpose
do you not know
my heart dwells in forgiveness
and release ... and wants to heal
all shattered souls?
thus do not say:
this body is but flesh
I am vulnerable
to this vulgarity
this body is the sacred dome
of Light
where roaming souls
find rest
so if you breathe:
i love you
and your song
surrenders to the wind,
then make this dome
your home
and know: this reed
breathes Love
and if you leave me
in the end
in my lonely landscape
where birds and breezes
uplift my soul on waving wings
singing my forlorn songs
know then: this is the final test -
this Sanctum
is my only earthly rest ...
this rondeau of the Reed.
Myra Lochner 2002
Author notes
NATURE AND SPIRIT are closely connected in cosmic awareness. I love to use nature to define myself. I write from both my natural core, and my spiritual awareness IN RELATION TO NATURE. "Tula was regarded as the center of the world, the opening toward the supernatural world of the vertical, as well as the pivot of the horizontal sociopolitical cosmos. ....It was the sacred centre from which issued a way of life that perfectly integrated the rhythms of the cosmos and human affairs." And: "... the people of Tula had learned that the secret of peace was the unity of all things."
Written February 1st, 2002
In a list
A contest entry
- Nature Form Poetry Contest by Kari.
400 points, ended November 6, 2006, 16 entries
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What did you think
Comments
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Very very beautiful. Warm, caring and delightful to read. Well done. ~Pam
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this mixes love and nature into a combined spirit as it should be. thank you for entering all the best.
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This is breathtaking and beautiful. Very well done. I enjoyed reading it. I'll comment more after the contest and the best of luck to you.
Kari -
Thank you I am sure you are correct -- love to you, dearest One, and thank you for reading my work.
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Very nicely written and with much depth. Loved it ... I only question the following line: "surrender to the wind," I would think that it would be surrender(s)to the wind?? All in all a most beautiful sharing of thoughts that are near and dear to my heart! Glad I perused this contest! joy
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You have a lot going on in this poem Myra. I know you have changed in voice somewhat, but this poem speaks well of you that I've come to know. I'm enjoying your early ones.
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Sorry C, It is Afrikaans, my mother tongue ... I live in South Africa. Roughly translated it means: Soothing heals the broken reed so that it can sing. Thanks for visiting. Myra
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wonderful words :o) what does that german mean?
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Die geknakte riet kan ook sing ... met die streling van herstel.







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