posted March 16, 2003 07:32 PM            

oh, Gooober, he was, he was !

and you were beautiful -- and the ocean was beautiful
and the world was beautiful
spinning rightside up again
and I was beautiful too
because I knew you loved me

and because I knew ..

you hadn't forgotten our personal Easter after all
like that other glad-golden morning
when Mary Magdalene called out ... to him
thinking it was the gardener

'where is he ? oh ! where have you taken him ?'

and he told her

I am risen" Page 536

Canto Fifteen will make you cry tears of joy as you read Linda writing about her most intimate thoughts between her and her Twin. As a Love poem, this entire chapter is as good as it gets.

That single rose makes its appearance again--the single rose that follows Linda around throughout her Life whenever her Twin is around in one of his many Body Temples. He was even near her as a child.

For those who have Gooberz but have not yet read it, Canto Fifteen is one that you can read out of sequence. It's a sheer joy! Give it a try.

"you crazy, wonderful, outrageous nut
you're stuck in some kind of mystical rut !

running around town like an overgrown druid
trying so hard to be teeny tiny and magical

.... that's not easy to do
when you're six-foot-two

and thinking you can make miracles
as effortlessly and swiftly as an elf at the North Pole
makes a red and white striped, peppermint candy cane

today, you even tried to stop the rain

it was pouring cats and dogs outside

and you said ...

'I'll bet I can bring out the Sun for you
and stop the rain .. just watch !'

then you squeezed your eyes shut tightly
and concentrated tightly too
squeezing your mind
and you prayed and prayed
and you waited and waited
and you believed and believed

murmuring .. 'abracadabra .. magic !'

oh, you were so grieved
it hurt you so, I know
when the rain wouldn't stop

you just stood there forlornly
in your sloshy Jerusalem sandals
your toes all squishy-squashy wet
with tiny raindrops sparkling on your lashes

and I watched your yellow-gold aura
grow dimmer around your head
.. as you said
softly, so sadly

'well, I guess I lost my bet'

no, you didn't stop the cloudburst -- you failed
but you tried, you tried !
that's what was so perfectly marvelous .. you tried !

oh ! Goober, did you know how it made me ache inside
and how deeply I understood ?

it gave me a sharp loving-pain
when you tried so hard to stop the rain

and believed so hard that you could" Pages 544-545

posted September 22, 2005 02:48 AM              

OUR promISe for tomorrow

please,
shouldn't we follow

So, there will be
No more sorrow

OOb
when you and I were together
we stopped the rain and pain.