Photo Art – Matt Chambliss
Something was missing, awry, incomplete, Lost
Something undefined haunted, just outside of comprehension
An Un-Thought Known, a Soul’s itch that can not be scratched
Searching for an answer to a question not asked
Seeking a treasure rumored to exist somehow, somewhere
Beautiful echoes, fine like a razor, opening closed spaces
Fragrance on the breeze enchants, calls, inspires
The taste of blue, gold, and brown, known but not realized
(I can hear the sunlight, the birth of stars, all known but not realized. Alt.)
Soul extended, seeking to touch the moon, always out of reach, lunacy
Reflections glimpsed on the periphery of matter yet never beheld
Source of longing hidden, unfathomable like echoes, fragrances, the flavor of blue
Senses, flesh, building empty treasure houses
Pilgrimage to no-where, there and back, there and back
Hope, disappointment, grief, hope, disappointment, grief
Tired, sinking low under the weight, all the houses have crumbled
Senses, Spirit, Soul, unfettered for a season
Ego humbled by folly
Yet even as the dust settled around and over the debris
There was laughter, a sweet simple melody, rich as the Earth
Quickened now, thirst creates a new and unseen path
As “I” crumbled my Self was found
The treasure is always in the heart of the Temple
The fool has died, but the Jester remains
I was lost but now am found
Was blind but now I see
Does this ping your site? Or does it just show up as an email? https://metalflowermaker.wordpress.com/2015/04/10/a-lunar-tangent/
That was brilliant and beautiful! Gave me chills. 🙂 I got pinged. I don’t know what ping is
I suppose it’s like a Facebook Poke (hello), but a link would show up in your response module if you were using wordpress to say that someone posted a link to your page. You’re not using WordPress, I think I remember? Right?
Its hosted on bluehost but the site is word press. I’m on my phone right now. I will look after while. I’m gonna reblog that.
Reading it to us…nice touch. I should try that!
A sanctuary is found here. I come for my daily dose, and am never disappointed. I always leave with greater understanding.
Yes…
Your kindness lifts a fallen head
Amazing. And, graceful. 😉
Hey. 🙂 you are gracious to take the time to say that. Thank you
I can’t figure out if you were raised a Fundy, or just enjoy leaning in close to their traditions.
Sorry, Bud. Got ahead of myself. I won’t pout anymore then. 🙁
Why use the idea of a Jester remaining?
The laughter. The laughter is profound business. It is what the Clown in my story will become. He will serve the king and remind him not to take himself too seriously.
Gotcha. I know it’s all about growth, but that makes me sad because I always associate Jesters with stupidity and foolishness. Unless, of course, that’s what you’re after?
They point out the foolishness of the king. That is their function. Or the Queen. Seeing and laughing at our own foolishness is liberating
I see. Never really knew they were supposed to do that. I guess you need to finish your story so I know what’s what.
Smile.
See smartass 🙂
Oh! I’m happy now! Wordly music! Brb…
There is just no denying that hearing you read something brings the meaning to it. The reality. I loved it. Keep exploring that temple. The core of your happiness lies there.
Just so you know, there’s no audio. Haven’t read it yet. I think I’m pouting because I rather listen to you read it. But ok, I’ll go read it. 😉
Thank you. I was in a hurry trying to get it up before I had to teach
I agree!
Just no substitute for hearing the words of the one who experiences it all first hand, is there…