Art by Floriana Quaini
The fabric,
transitional souls,
the laundry
of thinned strata
so flimsy yet
vulnerable
conscious offer
luminous
reflection
to cope with
density
hungry
crafted
unable to
relax, toxic
three-dimensional world,
firmly
kneaded in
scold/scoff
rightness
tense.
Flimsy, vulnerable--yes--how to get rid of the tense layer to complete the transition? I am not sure I understand all the strata here, but I understand that the 3-D world makes enlightenment near impossible no matter the level of hunger. Gosh. Do people hide to let their light glow? Like the moon, can they only show reflection? Powerful poem, got me thinking!
ReplyDeleteYou're absolutely right, Susan! Our 3d world has to be transformed to 5-6-7 dimensions to embrace the variety of whole simultaneously....they say that the physical body never existed with soul before before times....where was no density... ~ I think our light shines more through now...even if you look in the mirror - notice.... so we Are becoming luminous.... ~ Thanks for prompt and questions too :)x
DeleteA very powerful poem indeed! Agree with Susan here... the poem certainly gets you deep into concentration and debate on the mysteries of the world the soul yet has to explore!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written :D
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Thank you, Sanna, for diving deeper with me. :)x
DeleteA flimsy vulnerability can lead to a tense life
ReplyDeletehere the logic in your words...but power in words too, right?...so the higher vibrations able to win the physical force at some point.... ~ Ths.
DeleteThe tension between material and immaterial... this world makes it hard to shine.
ReplyDeleteThe one, who knows the path through the strata, perhaps will be at the better place... ~ thank you x
DeleteThought-provoking!
ReplyDeleteWe all are souls and our bodies are vessels holding those souls
ReplyDeleteYour clipped style poem echoes the tenseness of the character depicted. Loved the picture by Floriana Quaini.
ReplyDeleteI could feel the tension and density of thought and emotion running through all the stratas
ReplyDeleteYrs the strata of who we are is always flimsy, but it can be stronger if we learn about ourselves.
ReplyDeleteWe never were bodies neither are...illusion makes us think like that..We are pure consciousness and abstract and therefore luminous...in the opinion of Eastern philosophers....a thought provoking piece Humbird...
ReplyDeleteVisit where you went here often.. it looks different somehow expressed in words…
ReplyDeleteIt does get my mind to thinking, what my soul has already figured it out. It runs well along the path of where my real thoughts are lately!
ReplyDeleteYou have offered luminous reflection; thanx for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThe kneading image is very strong to me; I see giants pounding people to morph them into their ideals, with each movement, the soul hardens, like overworked dough.
ReplyDeletePoppy
I really like the "transitional souls" and "thinned strata" - such a feeling of luminosity here.
ReplyDeleteThe fabric is surreal, perhaps it is never meant to be worn for long ~
ReplyDeleteI love your underlying metaphor of fabric here. The imagery is starkly emotive.
ReplyDeleteThe way to enlightenment seems to require a lot of peeling... May we all find the strength, time and patience to get to the center.
ReplyDeleteHumbird,
ReplyDeleteA very complicated world in which we strive to exist. Nothing simple any more. That tenseness between hearts, souls and requirements, otherwise being scolded...Enlightenment might assist in future times...
Eileen
three-dimensional world... nice.. i like how you weave in the three dimensionality of the painting into your words
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