appear and disappear within my mind.
Their essence, as intangible as air,
seems like a ghost, impossible to find.
And yet, I get entangled in the play
of phantoms, never born, perceived as real.
Appearances of futile forms betray,
while sky stays silent, fancy clouds appeal.
But who’s the watcher of this spooky dance
of waves of consciousness that rise and fall ?
Am I wave, cloud, dissolving at a glance,
or am I ocean, sky, embracing all ?
Reflections in the mirror may excite,
but eye that turns within, will know the Light.
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Excellent!
This sonnet is very well written. I particularly like the bit... you know what it was all so good I can't choose a favourite bit. Well done!

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Wonderfull
This is so profound Marion, are we the clouds or the sky, or both? When the clouds in our minds float away, the sky will become visible
You know all of this so I won't go on ''O'' wise one
love David

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"Their essence, as intangible as air,
seems like a ghost, impossible to find."
you have such a wonderful way with words. beautiful imagery, great write.

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Hoodwinked!
This is absolutely exquisite. Your word choice is divine and your rhyme is second to none. It's absolutely gorgeous.
I'm sorry I am late with the hoodwink, but hope you are glad for more comments!
Shari
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thank you so much, dear miss fairie, for your wonderful visit and your kindness ...
maa
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Beautiful and inspiring words of wisdom that bring forth a well of understanding beyond the physical.
Well Done!

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You been hoodwnked because you are such a wonderful poet. I like your adjectives and descriptions. -
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thank you so much for your kindness, lady altheia ...
I very much appreciate your visit on my humble
pages ...
heartfelt blessings,
maa
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Hoodwink!
This is brilliantly written, with grand imagery. It sends a special message. Very beautiful sonnet.
Love & Light
Debbera

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thank you so much for your kind words, dear debbera ...
much love and heartfelt blessings to you in return,

marion
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Hoodwinked!
Marion,
A lovely, melodic sonnet that flows so freely and delivers such a meaningful message. Our thoughts sometimes trick and perplex us to percieve things irrationally, but those illusions usually have no concrete form, merely shadows dancing. Though outer beauty may be aesthetically appealing, the inner beauty proves to be more enlightening and brings peace and tranquility. Thanks for sharing this thoughtful sonnet, well done!
You have been Hoodwinked by the Poetic Bandits today because WE CARE!
Dennis


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thank you so much, brother dennis, for gracing this page with your smile ...
your comment is so enlightening and profound ...
thank you for caring and for spreading kindness ...
heartfelt blessings,
maa
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Breathtaking...
And breath-inspiring. You are a beautiful writer and spirit and this is an exquisite example of YOU.

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Beautifully Inspiring...
I love this poem, Maa!!
Keep it flowing... Peace always, xx Cyn xx


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Outstanding
Wow, this is very thought provoking.


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Well, this is just lovely. You have explored the struggle that occurs within all of us and have come to the ultimate, wise conclusion. Your form is impeccable and just glides through my mind as I read. Pure, and wonderful. Thank you for sharing of yourself!


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I remember this conversation so well because I was so grateful for you giving me a metaphor that I could explain to others too to help them understand why, well why I think the way I do even when bad times (dark clouds) are passing through. I love reading sonnets. Maybe someday I will learn the form too!
thank you so much for sharing this! 
lots of love,
ellie
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thank you so much for your wonderful comment on this little sonnet ... if you wish, one day I can teach you to write sonnets ... you will do very well, I am sure ... thanks to your contest, I was able to write again ... I haven't found any motivation or inspiration to write anything at all for several months ... thank you for making the energy move ... aaaand for the honorable mention ...
much love,
marion
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shine on little star, sister spirit, soul friend...through your words I feel I know you as I know my own self..maameru


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it is the same when I read your poems, dear charli ...
so happy to see you again on ap ...
much love,
marion
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The Watcher, the Witness...
This is as exquisite and beautiful a sonnet as I have ever read, with wonderous meter, flow and rhyme. And to top that, the message reaches right out to this wave, this cloud, at this time as ringing so true to what is known here in this heart.
"Reflections in the mirror may excite,
but eye that turns within, will know the Light."
The Light beams out to reflect Itself to Itself... our task is to know we are the Eye with which It sees and to keep our pane, our mirror clean and clear. For we are the Light, the Eye, and the mirror.
http://ssgteamblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-to-love-by-rahad-daughtrey.html
Great to see your wondrous writing here again.
Be blessed and ever bright
Rahad


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thank you so much for your enlightening feedback as well as for the precious link to the blog you are participating in ... I found your article very lucid, inspiring, uplifting and appeasing ...
I hope you are well,
much love, my dear brother
marion
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I am so glad to be able to read your work again. It never ceases to amaze me that you write sonnets so well in what must be your third language.


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your words are so loving and encouraging, my friend ... thank you so much for your kindness ...
I haven't written a thing for quite a while, and realized that I always write the same thing just using different words ... don't know if it's of much use, really, but never mind ...
I'm still partially hibernating, so please forgive my slowness and maybe clumsiness of expression ...
much love,
marion
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Your light, dear maa, entrancing,
enhancing your beliefs,
yet as ethereal as the disappearing clouds,
the undulating waves.
Your words do cause the mind to probe,
to wonder, to cast old beliefs asunder!
Much love to you, dear maa.
M-C

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your words are always a balm on my heart, dear mary-carol ...

thank you so much for your presence and loving kindness ...

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Your presence always enhances the site, maa,
and reassures us you are well and thinking!
M-C
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This is your best as it describes the step of enlightenment of discovering the possibilities free will opens for us. It allows us a new window of self reflection, where we do not see our own image in the reflection, but the entire universe. We are the entire universe. The universe is only perception. We control that perception. We control the universe. Become nothing to become everything. You have summed it up very artistically while leaving the entire philosophy in tact. Fantastic.


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I love it when a comment has the quality of further developping on a subject approached in a poem ... yours is such a comment ... in this way, your comment act as an additional author's note, inspiring the readers who take time and heart to scroll all the way down in order to integrate not only the poem but also its resonance ...
thank you so much for your offering ...
much love,
marion
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a gift
I enjoyed very much your meter and rhyme and also the ideas in this fine sonnet. You describe the unreality of everything we perceive with dry humour, and then point to a larger view. Happy new year sweetheart, and best of luck!


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thank you so much, my sister, for stopping by and for adding your precious feedback to this little poem ... I feel that I am my own teacher, preaching what I need to learn - or rather unlearn ...
much love and a mega-huge hug,
marion
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"please keep a little place for me ..."
Always, my Friend...Nicolette always says my "heart has many rooms"...you have a suite reserved there, as well...& it seems, it's always under construction, adding more wings.
Why the applause, before the poem? I considered the Source. Good luck in the contest, Sweet Scribe. May 2009 bring peace & creativity to us all.



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dear wanda,
I am so touched by your words ...
especially because they reflect so faithfully the feeling that I have deep inside of me : that my best poems have no words ... when you applauded the Source, you have expressed exactly That ...
thank you for this precious soul-connection, my dear sister ...
"swanee always sighs" near my altar ... exchanging blessings across the oceans ...
much, much love,
marion
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"but eye that turns within, will know the Light."
See? I was most correct in following my instincts, my Friend...& I came back to find a beautiful English sonnet, no less! Lovely, as is the One who penned it...as is the One who held the pen...

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