Guest guest Report post Posted January 28, 2006 Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > Poets are passionate birds > writing on stark white paper > with their broken wings, > bleeding between the lines, > > Hungry for your mouth. > > > > > > Ana > > > SamT7: What do you *r*e*a*l*l*y mean by this poem. Do you hide your pain behind frilly and fanciful ideas of bliss and love because this pain is just too much? too much to understand? too much to endure? or do you use your words to understand so that this might assist you to endure? I will tell you this: pain is insatiable as is love. Neither your love bucket nor your pain bucket will ever be able to be filled nor has it ever been able to be filled. But you can keep trying if you prefer.... Some would say the witness mode puts you in a place of choice. Others would say there is no choice. Me, I take a different perspective altogether - kind of a hybrid of both of it with a slight twist - but that's my preference - to each there own. Ana is writing on stark white paper with a broken heart, bleeding from the mind and from each pore, Hungry for... _______________. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
