Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Heart of Being - January 05, 2011



Heart of Being

A look was cast, so you and I could drink existence
From an overflowing cup of starry nights
Faintly quickening the pulse of our essence
Telling new beginnings
To take flight

They say nothingness and being, know not why they are
Yet they share in existence just the same
Does this mean one is full of wisdom, taking him so far
When asked, he cannot
Recall his name

Entwined in our existence are strong yearnings just to be
Determining where our gaze strays within
Making it possible to be, more than we ourselves can see
If we drink from this cup
Once again

A look was cast, so you and I could find the heart of being
We held on to in nothingness the same
Will you drink from this overflowing cup I am seeing
Gaze within and still recall
My name?

Copyright *Neva Flores

18 comments:

  1. Excellent,Bravo.

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  2. Just one look, words, names, care? Breathtaling poem.

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  3. Very stirring and Romantic visions written here.
    Merci,Neva.

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  4. The cup of nothingness from which all being flows into itself...ourselves...one...beautiful Neva

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  5. Thank You for your comment.
    The Dude Abides

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  6. Sexy encounter or was it a dream made reality?

    A "Rondez Vous" between lovers.

    I lived the moment and it was thrilling. What a feeling your poem brought to my senses. Words delivered at the accurate instance drew a picture impossible to erase.


    Well done!

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  7. You had me from the opening two lines Neva, beautifully romantic and lyrical.

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  8. You have a beautiful way with words and thoughts. Lovely poem.

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  9. sounds like a romeo and juliet poem. bravo, well done!!

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  10. I really like this poem.

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  11. Wow. So intriguing. My fav was "we held on to nothingness the same."

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  12. Making it possible to be, more than we ourselves can see
    Very nice! We are encouraged when our cup is overflowing.

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  13. The third stanza...it reads like true love to me. Just a lovely poem, Neva.

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  14. Neva:

    Love flows through you on to the pages filled with the scent and senses of possibility and laced with the nectar of roses.

    Warm sensual and overflowing with lovely verse this poem of yours.

    joanny

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  15. I would gladly drink from your cup

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