Sunday, August 31, 2008

Petals






In a dream,
as I observed
both father and son,
I cast petals upon the water.
The son looked on
in confusion.
“Father, why do you do this?” I asked.
“Because I no longer need them” I said.

The petals sank
and I laughed.
“Why do they fall so;
do petals not float?”
the child, who was me, asked.
“No, they must return to the soil
for the flower to live again,”
We all replied.

In a dream,
we sank like petals
and awoke.







7 comments:

.99centPoetry said...

Quite simply inspiration!This has just placed so much thought into my weary brain,that i am inspired.

Thank you Pawpaw!

Anonymous said...

Well..I've got brandy, but baby, what do you have? Can I get some? Reminds me of the seed needing to fall to the ground and die to live again...New Testament, I'd guess. But it's hard to say through the haze of my E & J.

Have I told you lately that I luuuuv you, Papi? Uh huh...I sang that to ya (oh yeah, and Wolfy too...I luv him, also cuz he's so bad) Happy Labor Day!!! Say hey to Shuga Daddy.

Anonymous said...

"Petals... Natures' beauty and a reset button all in one." And the water helps too... Cleansing the soul, getting ready for the next life... I love being underwater, it's very womb like. Even if I were at some local swimming pool, mildly filled with people, I could find my own little corner to immerse myself in... my own little world, relaxed and regenerating.

So, if you can, I suggest finding a pool or some body of water to aid you in "resetting" yourself. Meditate and talk to God while underwater... When I was a kid, I thought that talking underwater brought me closer to God, simply because it relaxed me so much... To this day, I often pray in the shower, though, I don't talk as much. Instead, I let the water flow over me, listening to the sound... just listening. Oh yeah, and to go along with "resetting", I believe in reincarnation.

Thank You, Thom. Today was already a great day, and reading your poem in the late AM has given me an even more peaceful feeling... As you know, I love the quiet of the night. Hope you have a peaceful week.

(((BIG HUGS))) & LOVE, Rob:-)

Thom said...

Ah, my children of the night, what beautiful music you make...

Thank you, Wolfy, but I would call all that you have recently written truly inspirational. It brought me back to poetry...

Alli, honey, your haze is clearer than most people's clarity - but we have to upgrade you from E&J! A little Hennessy, perhaps? Yes, it does have a biblical feel, or even an Eastern philosophical one. I could hear you singing - I luuuuv you right back!

Rob, it is good to see you out and about! Water and calming... yes, I agree. The reason that the bottom picture intrigued me (and the reason for the last line of the poem) is because of a recurring dream I had as a child. When I knew I was dreaming and wanted to wake up, I would jump into a body of water. I would peacefully sink down, but before I hit bottom, I would wake up... one of the many reasons psychologist have a field day with me : ) Prayer underwater is intriguing – I only swim underwater… Thanks, sweetie… Big hugs and love to you too!

.99centPoetry said...

Im trying to balance out all of my old stuff and the need for new writing.I've decided that half the old stuff will just have to meet mista shredder...but it's hard to let go of some words.

I always had the dream about falling,and would wake up just before I hit...but I think the falling one is quite common.I wonder what my splat would look like.

Anonymous said...

Worry not, dear Thomas...E & J is the right thing for now. Hennessey is my choice, or better still Courvasier, but it's September and the little terrorists have outgrown everything. (I'm puttin' them on Ebay...as God as my witness!) I must wrap them in the "garments of learning" and so, for now as long as they are away from me for the school day...any buzz is fine. LOL ((kisses))

Nilla said...

very profound my friend