Sunday, March 03, 2013
One Single Impression: Unlimited
Deer do not look both ways
Before they cross.
In fact, they have no idea about looking.
They cross.
It's a question of focus.
They have it. They go forward.
It is for us to stop.
To breathe.
To let
These gentle shape-shifters
Transform the here and now
Into the religion of being.
It is for us to watch shadow
Take the form of life
And to enter the dream.
One Single Impression
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14 comments:
perfect capture of a moment! lovely...
And that's when dream can turn to reality :-)
Beautiful poem with a few drops of existentialism. I will become to enter the dream.
I do agree -- that is when a dream can turn into reality! Lovely words for the day, Sandy!
So very true. Lovely words.
Love the feeling this creates in me. I need these balancing thoughts. Thank you Sandy.
Focus. Let it get into being!
i wish i had that focus well maybe some day = )
nature send such lovely reminders for us to pause and breathe ...
i kept on re-reading the first part.
it was just brilliant.
Lovely verse about the most elegant animal. More times than not we see a deer or more while we are playing golf.
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I love the way you have made me learn with the example of deer..Thanks for OSI..
RS
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