Ranger1930
02-13-2005, 06:31 AM
Fair warning this is not truely poetry.. But the simple ramblings of a lost soul..
I felt her touch me.. The love of the mother earth through her touch.. I was overwhelmed..
I felt ashamed for myself.. and my selfishness.. to think my life and attentions were wasted on materials and the skin of beauty.. the lust for that which appeals to my eyes..
I am deeper than that I know tis why i felt so ashamed by the touch.. by the love.. I continue to fondel my silver necklace.. everytime i feel the touch when i caress the links.. It just teases me.. It helps me in honesty.. I feel more and more ashamed of my decietful and treacherous love of materials.. And it makes me fall more so in love with her goodness.. her bland look on life that all that is needed.. is a will
Oh how i wish i could understand this love.. and this life.. Why.. Why must i wear these infernal suffocating things.. prance about in this world with all this worry and stress over things that which any man or woman should have at leisure..
to look upon.. to caress.. to absorb and relish within.. they are her gifts yet we flaunt them as though they are our own personal victories... victories to some that have never been touched by her love.. or understand her wisdom..
MOTHER how i love you.. please don't abandon me.. i would not survive without you..
i understand finally.. what it is you've wanted me to see for so long..
i love you with all my being and i will do whatever it is you wish me to do.. i shall become that being.. that vessel for your love and spirit.. I will show those around me that which does not matter and that which is worthy of your grace.. your love and your presence.. i hope. you can fill my life further with your grace and wisdom and see that my heart.. my home my door.. Everything is open to you.. Never will you be a stranger within me or about.. And those that are about me shall knwo the wiser that you.. are that which makes me live..
I felt her touch me.. The love of the mother earth through her touch.. I was overwhelmed..
I felt ashamed for myself.. and my selfishness.. to think my life and attentions were wasted on materials and the skin of beauty.. the lust for that which appeals to my eyes..
I am deeper than that I know tis why i felt so ashamed by the touch.. by the love.. I continue to fondel my silver necklace.. everytime i feel the touch when i caress the links.. It just teases me.. It helps me in honesty.. I feel more and more ashamed of my decietful and treacherous love of materials.. And it makes me fall more so in love with her goodness.. her bland look on life that all that is needed.. is a will
Oh how i wish i could understand this love.. and this life.. Why.. Why must i wear these infernal suffocating things.. prance about in this world with all this worry and stress over things that which any man or woman should have at leisure..
to look upon.. to caress.. to absorb and relish within.. they are her gifts yet we flaunt them as though they are our own personal victories... victories to some that have never been touched by her love.. or understand her wisdom..
MOTHER how i love you.. please don't abandon me.. i would not survive without you..
i understand finally.. what it is you've wanted me to see for so long..
i love you with all my being and i will do whatever it is you wish me to do.. i shall become that being.. that vessel for your love and spirit.. I will show those around me that which does not matter and that which is worthy of your grace.. your love and your presence.. i hope. you can fill my life further with your grace and wisdom and see that my heart.. my home my door.. Everything is open to you.. Never will you be a stranger within me or about.. And those that are about me shall knwo the wiser that you.. are that which makes me live..