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.. beauty is as beauty does ..

I do not Understand it

 

 

       How do we take

              That which is most subtle

 

       and turn it into a avocation

 

              a recreation

 

                     a game.

 

 

How is it

 

       that we rate

               we judge

               we rule

 

          based on the premise

 

              that it is nothing more

 

                     than intimacy

             

              for a moment..

 

 

I do not understand

 

       it, is a language

 

                we must learn

  

   to say

 

              what we already know

 

       in a manner

       -- our lover --

   will not forget.

 

 

It is  nothing

 

       more

 

   And nothing

 

       less

 

than the spirit of the Christ

 

       in Communion

 

          with our Souls  ..

 

 

And to see it as anything else,

 

       I just,

 

               do not understand it.

 

 

 

Chef Paul Seaman

 

Reviews

[Corset]

when you find the answer to this, please let me know :P lovely work, and that cake looks like a good head start lol. This writing makes me think of "chicken soup for the soul" I think I could be reborn somewhere beyond a bite of a chocolate raspberry cake. Which then leads me into thinking about humans need for consumption to burn fuel, but beyond that , beyond the purfuctionary ritual of survival we love sweet things, so why are all the things that we enjoy eating most bad for us? Today I am grateful for fruit :)

[Sami Khalil]

A good message in this one...Bravo........................

[Frieda P]

Good message in your poem, not sure we'd want to turn 'it' into a game though. Nicely pen'd Chef.

[Paul Seaman]

".. love, so they say, is just a game and they let it slip away .. "

[Frieda P]

Ahhh, yes, I stand corrected ;-)

[Paul Seaman]

actually, a good poem means exactly what you want, what you need it to mean. You are not corrected, you are validated ! :-)