In the spiral filing flare
of the skirts
there is a turning
in my heart,
a softening, an opening…
a blossom
appearing in
a fissure
of the rock
as I
surrender.
close
your eyes.
Can you hear
the song
within
your silence?
by Nadine JL
Notes/refs:
- First published 2018-02-17 on Prose and personal Github blog, now here to WordPress; inspired by “Beyond The Noise” video from The Study Society, and the poetry of Rumi, quoted in that video: “nothing grows on a hard rock / crumble like the earth / so wild flowers may come.”
- Post image: screenshot from video “Beyond the Noise” by the Study Society: https://vimeo.com/253251645
Nadine inhales & exhales words & images from current vantage point in Zone of Emptiness, France. If you wish to contribute and/or show appreciation, please recommend/like and/or comment. Thank you for reading. ❤︎
“there is a turning
in my heart,
a softening, an opening…
a blossom
appearing in
a fissure
of the rock
as I
surrender.”
So very lovely Nadine, words to dance the mystery…
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Thank you John, the video was amazing and inspiring, really grateful for your kind comments
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smiles
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Beautiful ♥️
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Thank you my dear ❤️
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Lovely stuff, Nadine. Really delicate writing. Fab.
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Awww. Matthew, thank you!!! ❤️
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