Friday, December 03, 2004
A Poetic Word From A Jay Loomis
Who Now Resides
in Manhattan
NY
I marveled at the setting sun just the other day
that glowing hotpinkandred globe in the sky
on the western horizon
perched in the treetops across the bay
the wind was whipping up the waves
so strong I had to steady myself to find firm footing from gust to gust
But the sun had my full attention...
when I wasn't distracted by the reverberating reflection of so many other colors
splashed across the sky staining the clouds
in light saturated shadows
Then the leafless trees
pure branches
poking through to touch the friendly fireball
descending
And there were birds flying
flung about like puppets
not flapping
their wings strained to be still in the midst of such
powerfully manifest invisible force
and still able to stay afloat in the invisible sea
air the fluid flowing
like the Mississippi river and and wild Atlantic water at the same time
What a place to be, and see, and feel, and hear, and smell, and even taste the
salt sea in the spray all around me... concentrating and relaxing... observing...
receiving and giving glory (wordless) to the ONE
FATHER SPIRIT SUN AMEN!
- posted by -g @ 6:18 AM | | 0 rocks in pond
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