1. Search
Play for me fugues by Bach
And Hail to Thee's by Haydn
Four seasons by Vivaldi
A passage for the violin.
Tell me what did Hillary see
Was it Tibet or deep into his heart?
And what made Costeau wonder
About hidden depths not on a chart?
There's no Plato in a cave
Who can tell me who I am?
None to tell me how and why?
Does no one care a damn?
Look at me dear stranger
You speak but you don't talk
You talk but you don't speak
You write then wipe away the chalk.
For there's a threshold and a line
Drawn in the sands of time now hidden
And there's a door with strange words
Am I invited or forbidden?
I can Fourier analyse
Or go and read da Vinci's code
But I'm so tired of this searching
I'm yearning for my soul's abode.
There was a moment when I knew
Absolute truth from days of yore
And rejoicing in an exultant mood
An all pervading sense of awe.
I knew the meaning of a flattened fifth
I knew the names of streets
Of sunken cities in Kambay
I've read those parchment sheets.
2. Discovery
I speak not of good nor evil
But being lost or being light
Is not the fact that I reach out
The beginning of my upward flight?
Only you will know I'm floundering
On a mistaken path at night
But you'll know too that I'm a lantern
For those that need a light.
You're quiet as I wonder
Yet your thoughts are ancient books
Your eyes are pages from your heart
That give me volumed looks.
Your eyes tell me don't look afar For knowledge that I seek As all truths lie within me So I can let my soul now speak.
So walk with me
Stay with me
Hold my hand
You've set me free.
For as I look into your eyes
Prison walls break asunder
Steel chains are torn apart
False thoughts flee like rats that blunder.
All strange doors are faded
There is no distant paradise
All I ever need to know
Is in your eyes
In the mirrors of your eyes.
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Hugs, blessings and good luck in a plenty - S.
this poem is a joy to read and a beautiful dream to ponder over... I enjoyed reading this so much...
Very nice, very emotion provoking.
Thanks Fred.
What??? If you did that it would be an honour that I would treasure. I know that you're busy but if you would do that next year some time, I would keep if in a special file for my book.
Hugs and blessings from me too and good luck in showers...Fred
Such a moving poem full of passionate pleas and the wisdom you already carry within you.
Bravo!
Coming from such a great poet as you I feel inspired. Thank you for saying that.
It's funny but your comment sonded like an artistic creation when I read it. Then when I reaslised that you were talking about me I was stunned.
Thank you for seeing all this. The fact that you saw so much is perhaps not because of my work but in the very nature of your own soul.
Thank you. That was a precious moment.
Welcome welcome. So glad to see you. Your comments are beautiful. Thank you They make me happy.
Thank you Pepsie
That's such a wonderful wish. For all of us and you. It's OK. You may feel those emotions.
But all I ever need to know is in your words.
Why must we seek so hard. Do some questions have no answers. We must plod on.
Wait...plod on doesn't seem right. Musn't we fling ourselves into life. Mustn't we lift up stones and see what's underneath. Mustn't we go down strange paths.
You make me think of that great great movie "Dead Poets Society". It's a real must see.
Yes I'm searching. And it's funny...but the greatest truths that I discover are all beautiful...surrounded by auras. The real answers are never frightening. So the road to discovery is often awe inspiring and very rewarding.
Thank you Minnie for your thoughts.i
Marge I've read your comments and your writings. You have a wisdom of the ages. You know much more than you let on. But I agree. There always remains so much to learn.
Thank you Anne. Yes. I had a lot of pleasure thinking up those choices. I wanted to bring out how one searches into the old worlds and into the new...and still the answers are noteasy to find.
Tell me what did Hillary see
Was it Tibet or deep into his heart?
And what made Costeau wonder
About hidden depths not on a chart?
I'm not sure that this kind of searching reconciles with the ending of "All I ever need to know is in your eyes." I know that lots of romantic people would probably love that, but I felt cheated. It's not that you shouldn't end on that romantic note, but I want the romance to be the reinforcement of the soul weary of the quest for knowledge, not giving up on it. Does that make any sense?
Also, would "Steel chains tear apart" work a little more smoothly as "steel chains are torn apart?" Whether you make any changes or not, I still really enjoyed this poem and I congratulate you on a fine piece of work.
I will share this ancient wisdom with you, if I may: 'seek not outside thyself, for what you seek for is not there - look you within.'
I think this is the very best poem of yours that I have read...and it is truly excellent!
I know exactly what you mean when you say you felt cheated. I left out that reinforecement. I had it in mind but I lost that vital and MOST critical thought as I came to the end.
I'm going to add what's not there and I thank you for your truly meaningful thoughts.
Thank you very much. With just a few words added, the poem will improve immensely.
Your steel chain idea is also just perfect. Thank you for this input...and the praise.
That ancient wisdom is so true. I had that in my mind as I thought about the poem and drank coffee. Then as I wrote, at a fast lick, my overactive mind let a golden fish slip through the net...I mean I left a key verse out.
Thank you for what you said. There's so much truth in that saying but, in my own case, I had to do a big world tour, before I saw that wisdom.
It started when I used to come home from my adventures and then found that my mother knew more about life than I did.
I thank you for that compliment Magi.
Magi. I remember clicking Chat and Connections when I posted. Can you find it there?
Kindly let me know.
The 13 Blackbirds??? OK let me check it out.
I've made the changes. Thank you. I've made sure that I've clicked Chat and Connectons and 13 Blackbirds.
Bless you all.
A wonderful poem carrying wisdom of ages , true at all times ...
heart is a restless bird .. seeks unknown ..
your poem connects to all hearts that are restless .... I am one such restless souls ..
:-)
and thanks for your comment ..I am well. its just I got hit with a crazy idea of participating in NANOWRIMO ..so I am using all my time in writing a novel nowadys ...do I need to say ..its a love story .:--)
I'm very happy that you connected to this poem. Of course you're restless. It's because you're alive and because you're on an exciting journey.
What greater joy can there be?
Here's a secret...I'm going to commit to NanoWriMo too. I've been working on it. It's driving me nuts. Good luck to you. I'll want to read your story.
Those are really geat and motivating comments. I like your idea very much.
I'm a bit hounded at the moment and don't want to make a and so I'll do something later on.
Thank you for comments and ideas. Fred
to follow, do not walk in front to lead, --just walk beside me and be my friend"?
Or "The eyes are the window to the soul" and the mystery of "Health is a crown
on a person's head, but only the sick can see it" (Arab proverb)
Nice poem Fred --if counting votes on it, the "Ayes"have it. ;-))
Great ending...in your eyes...
Thank you for your visit and you interesting comments.
I see this poem as a young man's search for the real meaning of life in the wide world around him only to find, in the end, that all the knowledge that he needed was within himself.
He saw this in his companion's eyes. She had the great wisdom to tell him "look within yourself."
PS I don't look at the votes. I look at the flow of conversation in the comments. That's all the matters.
I don't think that I have the wisdom but I do know much about the serach for wisdom.
Thank you for your comment. I love the ending too.
Discovery, knowlege, wisdom, all mean nothing unshared. In that sharing is completeness, fullness, even overflowing. In ever searching, never quite attaining, reaching one step further in an everchanging goal, we live.
Together, we soar.
Dena Straughn Nov 7 (transferred from a fulty duplicate page)
I can read this poem several times. So many beautiful lines and a mystical world in their message.
Reaching out is certainly a sign of your upward journey. Teachers and Masters reach out to you too--when you are ready for them.
Minnie w., Nov 7, 2007, 3:13am EST (transferred from a faulty duplicate page)
I love the way your poem plays out with line after line of urgent sensual questing only to discover the wholesome simple truth of peace in love.
Great read.
Jim Ross, Nov 7, 2007, 4:10am EST (transferred from a faulty duplicate page)
So walk with me
Stay with me
Hold my hand
You've set me free.
Beautiful Fred. :)
I'm glad that you loved that verse. It's so full of deep meaning.
I agree with you that it's wonderful to love all of life and love.
Thank you for your visit.
I'm very happy that you loved this piece. It contains much of my own philosophy. Much of how i go through life. You saw that. And that warms my heart.
Thank you Elsie dear...you're very special.
The first section seems totally reflective on the past and its effect on your life. The second section indicates a newness of spirit that is willing to take all the baggage with you, for it may be needed, as you travel a new path.
The one striking element in form is how you play a thought or event off of another thought or event throughout this poem. This rhetorical pattern form makes this poem an easy flowing read that conveys your positive message with concise clarity. This is not comparison/contrast, but comparison/comparison which is so refreshingly positive and inspiring. Most passages are about both an inner searching and the possible positive outcomes. It is searching to find inner strength and wisdom and that of acceptance in the answers you find. Your first section interweaves with the second section in this manner because in the first section you wonder if these people discovered various things, just as you are now making your own discoveries. The first section adds great importance to this poem as a whole when the theme of self discovery becomes more and more the focus. If i had one thing to critique, it would be the last line. I would have written, 'Is in mine eyes.' Although this poem is of self discovery, it is also about sharing. I think yours then mine would be a more powerful ending statement.
I benefitted greatly from your comment and I can see the value of the points that you made. I'm glad that you interpreted the first part as you did. As it involves the person searching and searching for true knowledge out there. He sees how others made great discoveries and he wonders about the nature of these discoveries.
In the second part, he becomes gloriously aware of his own self discovery.
Of course you are right. My last two lines did not fit in with this self discovery thought. Their message was misleading...and so I've modified the last line. Thanks for this valuable input, Bill.
for this ole gal to say? I was totally enamored by...
'Discovery' Fred. 'I'm so tired of this searching, I'm
yearning for my soul's abode' this line really got to
me my friend. Thank You for sharing this Fred.
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This is a veritable feast for the bookworms, you seem to have poured blood sweat and tears into finding the most appropriate event to suit each line... a labour of love indeed. The whole poem has an grandiose air to it, right from the first verse to the last and considering you are such a fine teller of stories, you have sustained the reader's attention from the beginning to the end.
Liked the poem very much. A poem one can read again and again, like peeping inside a kaleidoscope and coming up with a new pattern within a pattern everytime.
Great !
Cheerz!
Max