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Friday, November 11, 2016

metaphysics

stumbling over the word, so to speak, again today.
metaphysics belong to me just as poetic experience and view.
but beware: meta-physic does not just mean beyond bodies, it means between bodies.
bodies of all kind, animal, tree, flower, human, male, female.
disregarding all imagined relationships and concepts:
we are inter-dependent beings and -!-
and we are all interdependent manifestations of energy
and spirit and in this we are alive. This is around, in and between us.
That's all  from me today on metaphysics.





Van Morrison ,When Heart Is Open

Jeff Buckley, Hallelujah (Official Video)

All I Really Wanna Do,Bob Dylan





I ain't lookin' to compete with you
Beat or cheat or mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy or crucify you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you
Frighten you or uptighten you
Drag you down or drain you down
Chain you down or bring you down
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you
I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up
Analyze you, categorize you
Finalize you or advertise you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you
I don't want to straight-face you
Race or chase you, track or trace you
Or disgrace you or displace you
Or define you or confine you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you
I don't want to meet your kin
Make you spin or do you in
Or select you or dissect you
Or inspect you or reject you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you
I don't want to fake you out
Take or shake or forsake you out
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me
See like me or be like me
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

Leonard Cohen , Hallelujah





..for us...forever alive..

talk to me

between rain and snow
and in my sleep
i give me to the wind
light as a feather

and when i wake
with wings wet
from the silence
of the unspoken

i swim through
the uneasiness
of memory
and on your voice,

feeding birds inside
which cannot fly.
i tell them all
to be free and rise.

i open and close
doors, a flower of night,
for one moment
without time

i glimpsed your soul
naked and hiding
it walked away
to feed its own birds

sheltering them
in solitude,
still as a tree.
i saw you sad,

all of our birds
stayed aground
picking their soil,
too hurt to fly

i called you
but you didn't hear
i listened
but stared into silence

between rain and snow
i give me to the wind.
open your arms
in your sleep

and i will be there.
in my dreams
i am easy as a  feather.
i sleep.