It was Not a heart beating
On the night-shift, for it always does that
It was not the chill of memory
Not the blood in the ears
Of Fate, it was the nativity
Of time confounded by
How inept the hours felt
In the Silver factory of the void
There were indefatigable facts
That drove in the company
Of self-judgement, that seemed
Extraordinarily bright in the quiet
Night, and my heart circled
The Shadows before a rising sun.
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Poignant, tender and lovely :)
Thank you, I’m always trying to put down into words those notes we all like to ponder.
I envy those of you who can create abstract images, ignite personal significance and capture emotion’s inner snapshot, without ever passing judgement. A ponder in the purest sense –
True creators only wish to create, they know not the merits of what they do and often the ponder the meaning of it and wonder why the craft took hold of the identity and not the other way around :P
Creativity isn’t something you learn it’s a fact at birth no different than hair color or skin tone. Creators view life with eyes foreign to those without. The creative open emotional pathways because they’re wired differently thus the self reflection when feedback raises issues never considered by the author.
I find the whole thing fascinating. Glad I found your blog :)
I like the way your mind works, I’d like to observe it. May I know your date of birth?
December 9, 1959. Why?
Oh I’m just an astrologer, I love to see correlations.
You have an usual ability to bring optimism to a project to forge new projects and innovate new solutions.
Not all of us can experience so candidly.
One of my posts that pretty much sums up my outlook…
http://notestoponder.wordpress.com/2013/08/20/land-of-the-spirit-bear/