in defining my heart

a work in progress

In defining my heart, the primordial metaphor I attempt to live by, I must compare it to a trusted landmark, a reality I try to believe, a fantastic scientific religiosity, which tells me time and space are one and the same, and energy-matter permeates all, through my brain, my body and all else that I see...

infinity's rainbow I sit, think, feel, wait...understanding

 spread to and across the synapses of my fingers and toes, into the unimaginable galactic expanses and voids. I breath and beat a heart, in this life, in this body, at this point in my space-time. 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is a more complex & multi-layered way to express what I've always believed about spirituality . . . we are connected by heartstrings. Your explanation harkens to the way we can find everything we need to know on a human path of decency, if only we tune in to our hearts. What you're describing is the gut-level sensation of the holy spirit dwelling within & connecting us to everything else! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[albee]

This work needs work. I have been accused of being dense and convoluted in my poetry. I am so pleased you see what it is I feel... mother-father son-daughter and the Holy Spirit...amen...
modern political christianity has exorcised the Holy Spirit from our tradition...

[barleygirl]

This piece starts out in a cerebral way, but the last paragraph is starting to shift into more of a sensory place. I think this could be extended, so that you SHOW instead of TELL, using all the senses . . . paint us a sensory depiction of what this feels like when everything lights up with the spirit . . . just an idea . . . no need to actually do it!

[albee]

Very good reflection. Thank you.

[X]

You words reminded me of a poem my father wrote when he was 13 years old and is now engraved on his headstone "....and wide green expanses sweep here and up above and the wonderment of life will continue to beat in the heart forever..." --Haviv Shimoni 1933-1994

[albee]

Sired by a poet
Charming and churning your mother’s womb
Envy speaks to me...I could have been a contender

[X]

..........{{{smile}}} my Momma is a poet too :

[albee]

I envy your charmed life

[X]

oh...I can share something about my life I created recently ..would you like to see?

[albee]

Please let me see

[X]

I dont have time to do a full post now...here is a link...you can even subscribe to my channel for this treat... https://youtu.be/5VdAOFWgXsM