| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 05/20/04 at 04:45 PM both, do I know that struggle in the last stanza. I'm so analytical, can't shut the mind down, I bet your like that do, constantly I'm philosophisizing, analyzing, etc. even when taking coffee breaks. Not that I want to stop thinking towards finding truths. Thanks. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 05/20/04 at 09:07 PM very introspection journey here... you touch upon despair with clarity and passion both... blessings... |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 05/20/04 at 09:07 PM or, rather, introspective... sorry *sheepish* |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 05/20/04 at 10:22 PM As humans we have to define everything before we can understand it. We have to format it for our brains. When something cannot be defined, we short circuit and malfunction. Thus when we deal with something that is undefinable we either pretend like it isn't important, keep trying to define it, or become emotionally distraught. When all you really have to do is lose all the formatting and just accept the truth without trying to define it. Sorry, I go on too long sometimes. Great verse that really got me thinking. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/22/04 at 03:56 AM One is bound to feel lost in the labyrinth of the paths, aware of the truth that the truth is a pathless path. The struggle is distinct in this beautiful piece and so is the conflict. The struggle is to arrive. Where? In the absence of a path how can there be a destination? And if there is a destination it has to be HERE. It has to be NOW. It has to be in your BEING here and now. What stops you from BEING? You do acknowledged the cause so clearly -‘ so heavy am I to float’. Yes, this is your WHAT IS rather a barrier barricading your journey on this pathless path. SEEING is never a struggle. The struggle is always in the UNSEEING of the NONSEEING. TO BE. And BEING is in the floating. BEING is in the lightness of BEING. BEING tantamounts to SEEING. BEING means you are arriving. The truth is otherwise unreachable. |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 05/24/04 at 06:20 PM expressed beautifully, this unavoidable truth that we all have to face someday..this is true enlightening |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 08/30/08 at 12:14 PM Great write Rula. Love the last stanza. Congrats on POTD |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/30/08 at 03:54 PM ...a wonderful write, rula, wunnerful-a-wunnerful, a gorgeus write o' 04 too, kudos on the message etc., and a side pat on the back for POTD, take a bow, be humble take a bow... |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/31/08 at 12:31 AM Well done. A fine POTD! |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 08/31/08 at 02:57 AM Hi Rula,
Great write. It has emotions, a journey that never seems to end. Searching and looking for truth and answers. Sometimes the truth is in front of us, but we tend or might not want see it or face it. It's right there waiting, just for us to see. Yet, sometimes it's too hard to face, yet at some point one may have to. Lots of Hugs. :) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/01/08 at 04:04 PM Quite the spiritual poem Rula that I'm sure all we humans can relate to in our own way. Nice to see it on the top 10 also after having been posted so long ago. Congrats and thanks on the fine write! |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 09/03/08 at 03:33 AM the last two lines moved this gem from a good poem to a great one...Wonderful. |
