I’ve searched a lifetime for my soul mate.
I lie here on the ground, looking up, feeling down.
Rock edges poke through new mown grass
like questions nudging through my spine.
I start to ruminate, cogitate
mull over impossible possibilities.
This much I know, our world is round
and I exist right here, right now, on this orb.
If I could somehow push the earth
compress its latitudes,
would I find you, prone like me
somewhere, deep below?
Just a diameter away,
lying still, listening for my breath
through curves in our globe
searching too, looking for me?
Wonderful piece Lillian.
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Many thanks! Happy to see you tonight 🙂
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wow. it stirs my ever present yet not always available longing, Lillian.
Good words.
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Many thanks!
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Ah, beautiful this piece is, Lillian. I recall trying to explain latitude and longitude and everything else in between to a group of glaze-eyed kiddies once…and this is it…as simple as those manmade lines seem on the surface, they can be confusing, much like seeking out our ‘perfect’ match or our ‘soulmate.’
I sometimes think finding the ‘right’ person is like trying to find the corners of a circle.
This was an inspiring read.
Happy coffee Tuesday to you.
am:)
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Thanks much! …..corners of a circle…..and aren’t we lucky we did! 🙂
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Lucky indeed 🙂
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Beautiful painting and poem Lillian. I love how you were able to stir that longing place within me. Perfect choice for this week’s challenge. Love and Light!
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So glad you like it. Love and light indeed! 🙂 Many thanks for making my second cup of coffee this morning extra delicious 🙂
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