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Clair de Lune
by Kevin FehlenSpeak.
Softly.
Look.
Carefully.
Breath.
Deeply.
For a sun rises o'er a hill,
And a fog is lifted from the river's swell.
Notice the laughter between your teeth,
And touch the dream with your finger tips.
There is an incomprehensible universe all around,
So feel the dirt between your toes and run through the rain.
Stop.
(heart beat)
Run.
(taste the air)
The texture of life is soft.
Fall into the flow.
Live. 10/20/2011 Posted on 10/20/2011
Copyright © 2024 Kevin Fehlen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 10/21/11 at 03:25 AM gorgeous imagery here. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/22/11 at 08:12 PM Where you said "Fall into the flow", my brain initially read "Fall into the Now." I had to read this again, to REALLY hear what I thought you were saying, which, to me, was "dwell in these simplicities and enjoy". Thank you. Just what my heart has been telling my ear too listen for. |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 12/03/11 at 10:32 PM Beautiful Keven, reminds me much of what my dad said when he learned he was dying of cancer..he said a glass of ice water never tasted so good. How we forget to stop and truly live until we realize time is not unending here! Brilliant work! |
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