Guest guest Posted August 20, 2007 Report Share Posted August 20, 2007 , " Michael Bindel " <michael.bindel wrote: > > Dear Yossi > > wordless silence STILLNESS > > > what a wonderful message and gift > > sorry to ask: > > yours? > > michael it is yours now... a poem belongs to the reader. the poet is just a means for the poem to become manifested. thank you, michael. this may clarify it somewhat: my friends, the poets... the poet is like a flute shaping the breath into a melody true poet's life is shaped into a breath of the divine. . . hollow from self touched by intuition life breath is a tune in the symphony of being yosy ps: when you read/hear a poem and it touches your heart it is because you yourself are the endless poem of life > > > > On the road > > > > My friend, the traveler > > Remember > > We are here, > > Hidden under various disguises, > > Posted > > As guards, guides and companions > > Along your life's journey, > > Waiting > > To give you assistance > > To extend a helping hand > > To provide succor. > > > > We are > > But a reflection of your virtues > > Manifesting in time > > Of necessity. > > Savings > > Placed by your forgotten > > Selfless deeds > > In the inexhaustible > > Divine > > Treasure-house. > > Yours for the taking > > When the need arises. > > > > We are > > The friend > > Of friends > > Whose face is always hidden > > Yet ever revealed > > In the silent smile > > Of your heart, > > In the caress of the wind, > > In the soothing coolness of spring water. > > > > And the secret is > > That > > Forgetting yourself > > You too > > Are one > > With > > Us. > > > > > > _()_ > > yosy > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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