To soar, swift and sudden, into the sky
On waxen wings
To melt and burn, fall and die
Trying to satisfy an ache you cannot name?
I think so.
Better to drift into warm air
Look into the face of the sun
And kiss it long and slow
Trying to satisfy an ache you cannot name.
Melt if you must.
Burn if you must.
Fall if you must.
Die if you must.
That may be your folly.
Or kiss. Long and slow.
Then dissolve if you must
Into the ache and mystery
That longs for your love.
Love it and name it
If you must.
The name is your own.
One Single Impression
38 Comments
Hummmmm. I think I agree. But I'm still contemplating.
ReplyDeleteA spectacular image and the poem is something extraordinary.
ReplyDeleteAlways thanks for your your kind comments, Sandy.
"What was there before the Universe?", was the question in my yesterday's comment. Well, I think there is no answer because the time gliding began with the Universe, and we can't speak about the before the beginning of time.
..what is poetry if not thought_and beautiful thoughts make beautiful poetry_..many thanks for a poem that is gently burning..
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ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful echo of the Icarus story! Deep and reflective!
ReplyDeletevery lovely!!!
ReplyDeleteYour poetry is like a memoir of the first part of my adult life... only beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThe infinite ache.... such a powerful and wonderful thing....like You, Sandy.
ReplyDeleteSo much for struggling with folly!! You are an amazing poet and thinker.
ReplyDelete"That may be your folly... if you must".
ReplyDeleteGret shot and poem.
WOW Sandy! Amazing poem! You are soooo talented!
ReplyDeleteLovely
ReplyDeletestrong images, enjoyed your poem-makes you think
ReplyDeleteIt would be folly for me to adequately define the brilliance of this poem.
ReplyDeleteSandy, beautiful and sensual poetry! Love the allusion to Icarus... :)
ReplyDeleteIkarus and WSF - nice combinaton
ReplyDeleteFly in joy, write in faith and love like the sun will always shine on your soul. Peace, JP/deb
ReplyDeleteYou always write with such passion and beauty. One of my favorite poems in the world is W.H.Auden's Icarus poem (Musee de Beaux Arts). You raise interesting questions here and I'm not sure if I agree or disagree with your answers. Both probably because most of life is paradox.
ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful shot and poem. I agree so much with what you said in the poem.
ReplyDeleteVery good Sandy. Very good. Pappy
ReplyDeleteFantastic image! Way to capture the light! :) And the poem is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteHave a beautiful week!
Cat
Breathtaking, and I mean that as no exaggeration. This poem really caught me, it's one to hold breath on, pause (read), savor, then exhale.
ReplyDeleteInteresting piece of work!! Beautiful photos.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful thoughts..It has a great flow. I like. Burn, I must!
ReplyDeleteyellowed piece of paper
That was I!
ReplyDeleteThe conflict between the choice of youth and maturity often dances along the edge of folly.
ReplyDeleteWhat a contrast to the youth and the aged. Youth tends to dash strongly ahead where the seasoned ones tend to let it all soak in and go with the flow. Beautifully written and thought out, Sandy. I could so relate to this poem. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful romantic poem Sandy. Just beautiful!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful poem of the victory found in surrender.
ReplyDeletelovely thoughts on the Mystery
ReplyDeleteI am the kind that soars first and thinks later, so it is a wonder I haven't melted already.
ReplyDeleteYour poem makes me think hard on this subject.
What lovely words.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it's folly not to partake.
ReplyDeleteImmagine if we never took chances. I committed that folly too much.
Thank You for such a great poem.
This warms me very much. Gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful message here Sandy. I have to confess, i have made many compulsive decisions throughout life. Thanks for this.
ReplyDeleteOSI has made me think like i haven't in years. Thanks for your comment on my blog! It made my day! Blessings
Oh, wonderful wonderful Sandy. Your images are breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteI am rusty and did not put any joy into the prompt.
I am glad to be home once more.
love,Melanie
Sandy, this is well written and speaks to the heart of longing and desire! It is how I feel sometimes when I want to rise above the ordinary and shine. You have outshone yourself today with this poem. I absoluttley LOVE IT!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sky over the ocean and wonderful poem …
ReplyDeleteMethinks you saw my architectural OSI Folly post at Small Reflections, but not the one here at Sacred Ruminations.
Hugs and blessings,
Thanks for being here.