underneath these layers
I have hidden flowers
that grow in the light
of your sun...
sound and silence
flow from betwixt
my lips like water
both bound by your touch
to seek stilled fields
that remain, as yet, unnamed
by this soft and solemn splendor.
Really a spiritual dimension that lifts your work almost out of the reach like soap bubbles, but worth entering in to the maze to claim them. Beautifully written elP
Ray
Hi elP,
beautiful, sensuous words that speak to me of spring.
Paul
As below, a lovely piece. I think you could change betwixt or just remove it all together,
Stilled fields.......great words.
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sat 4th Mar 2017 07:37
ditto John's comments - blindingly good
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elPintor
Sat 4th Mar 2017 20:55
Thanks to each of you for your kind comments. Love and intimacy aren't subjects that I write about often. I would certainly never want to be guilty of trivializing such deep emotions by throwing words at them. I'm really glad that this touched each of you.
And, thanks for the suggestion, Graham. Though, John hit the nail on the head with his explanation as to why I choose to leave it. Things often have a sound and rhythm all their own that seems to take form even as they are being penned, and I often favor remaining faithful to that integrity.
Again, thank you!
elP