posted August 06, 2007 11:56 PM
thank you all so much for your kindness. I was thinking about him a lot last night.
I felt so many deep emotions writing that poem.
That would be a beautiful way to share what's in your heart, Melody.
I wrote this poem with thought of his presence and spirit, a few months after he passed...
Heartwood
For a magical time
Earth was alit
with a blazen passion
of gentle true spirit
And blessed Earth's children smiled
And 'cherish!' they cried
The tender unassuming breath
of his authentic life
No doubt, No suspician
of his intent be raised
In a world dark
with pretentious motive,
His radiant soul appraised
And angels and fairies
And all beings of wonder,
Leftover from another space and time
That refused to fall asunder,
Gathered near the warmth
of his hearth-fire growing
His honest words of simplicity sewing
Golden threads retracing back
To a universal lyre
So hauntingly, tantalizingly
Just out of ear
The enchanting lullaby of Love
Their forsaken hearts
So longed to hear
And remember
And spread
In waves over the sullen Earth
Invincible hope
disappointment forever
implied to destroy
The glow of his modesty
Outshining the most sparkly adorned,
Yet inwardly devoid
of Truth and Purity, scorned
And when his light flew free--
beyond, unrepressed,
How all the beings once lifted,
left grounded,
grieved in silent awareness
of the darkness' unrelent
Yet no longer could they
fall prey
To the vacuous shining
Forever forward,
Perception aimed within
For innocence pining
To his heartwood; the center
Unaltered by the transience of time
An infinate expansion of rings
Circling outwards, sublime
From those heartened
by his tempered grace, so divine
Who cradle innocent trust,
Inspired to believe
In the heartwood that lingers
deep within
The birth of every leaf.
for Gregory
He is such a rare and beautiful soul.
The world seemed so lacking with him no longer in it.
I talk to him sometimes...Rainbow too...and in the darkest hours,
I'm comforted by knowing the things weighing me, they would understand. As the world races by, their everpresent and gentle understanding comforts me.
I will keep trying
Maybe it might seem a little strange,
but I've never had a solid vision of God. God to me, is feeling~ presence and energy. Flowing/simultaneously here, there, everywhere.
Greg, as a being, came as close to anyone (and Ginny as well) to that feeling I have of God...of Love.
So, they are who I see; who I talk to.
A more solid/touching/intimate way of being held and holding.
They will forever inspire me.