Sung in Universal angelic voices, a cappella chimes, rainbow glimmers in coal-black, stoatblack, slowtrack lines. A ponderous yet simultaneously airy and light one-two rhythm, like electricity shimmering in a faraway earthborn cloud…
Keep your focus on the light,
and Brave, be bright;
think not too dark,
if your Flame, is but a spark.
when you’re feeling low,
too slow, cannot Glow;
turn your eyes to inner sky;
and let the Moment, Grow.
find a Friend who can lend,
a Helping, hand;
lace fingers through theirs;
let sad sands, pass.
Know their True Heart,
beats Just, like yours;
feeding hopes and dreams,
but sometimes, feels worn.
Keep your eyes on the Light,
while loving the dark;
life’s no always-Ascending, Lark.
but it’s ever fuel, for your, Fair Spark…
let your inner light Bloom,
Mesonic Twin Quark.
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“coal-black, stoatblack, slowtrack” – this is not a direct quote, but completely, nonetheless, utterly, inspired by the opening paragraph of Under Milk Wood, by Dylan Thomas: ‘…down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea…”
Started as reminder to self, when things were momentarily going well: Stay the light. Ended as a gratitudinal love song to Twin Quark (ancient frenemy). Meeting you always in the all-love hadron-quark dark-zone. Because it’s said that since a few picoseconds after the birth of the universe, quarks can no longer exist without one another.
2020-03-06 11:19 – 2020-03-08 10:55
Some inspirational credit for the finishing of this simple rhyme/cosmic song goes to a relative, I don’t know if they want to be named — who recently told me more about their recent healing retreat, in which participants were brought to understand, or re-realize, perhaps, that the 96% of the “unknown” or “empty” dark matter that makes up space is love, pure love…
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Image: Cosmic space blossoms, via WallHere.com
Nadine inhales & exhales words & images from current vantage point in Zone of Emptiness, France. Thank you for reading. ❤︎
If dark matter is love unseen, then will we fill the universe with light when we act as lovingly as is possible for sentient creatures to act? Dr. Bob
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I have no idea… but I love, love this image… but/and if, or then, I wonder… what will be the next phase/epoch…?
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To me this poem radiates a warm glow that would light up the darkness within a heart. The image is so perfect for the words and vice versa.
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Rachel, you’re the best dear friend. Thanks always for your kind and caring words. 💜❤︎ 🌀💛
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You, are always so welcome xoxox 😘
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What a great poem, Nadine. Isn’t that sloe-black, slow, black line of Thomas’s just fantastic?!
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Yes!!! It’s crazy-making fantastic. I’m always torn between ecstasies and jealousies when I read lines like that! Oh but they were so delicious I didn’t mind. Thanks so much for mentioning this book to me.
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