Friday, March 13, 2009

The Twinkling of Eyes (Sunday Scribblings)

From emptiness we bloom
But empty is not empty
Emptiness is full

And light is but one moment
A buzz to unify
It’s warm and loves and seeks

My twirling bumble-bee
We flap our wings in frequency
To be, to be, and be

Thou shall not fear
Thou shall accept
This one true moment
Is complete

It winds and turns

As life unfolds
And flowers shed their petals
The story of a mystery

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Anonymous said...

:) superb

TJ said...

One true moment is complete! How magical that moment.
Loved it!
Here is mine:

Understanding Alice said...

I especially like your first stanza, thank you :)

Linda Jacobs said...

Magical! "To be, to be, and be" Love it!

floreta said...

empty is not empty! i love it.

Tumblewords: said...

What fine thoughts! The story of a mystery - wonderful...

Rob Kistner said...

This was wonderful... ;)

Love & War

SweetTalkingGuy said...

Love the thought: emptiness is full, phew!