december 05, 2007

To the Skies I Cry


I feared the fire
And I became the blaze
I feared drowning
And I became the ocean
I feared dissolving
So I flew away
But I never feared earth
And to her, I return

11 megjegyzés:

Névtelen írta...

Strange how we choose to live our worst fears.

I suppose that pain experienced is often preferable to pain feared.

SzélsőFa írta...

Jason,
I agree - The unknown fear seems always bigger and perhaps we all fear the unknown in general.

Chris Eldin írta...

Brilliant use of the four elements!
I love this poem. Love it, love it, love it.

Ello - Ellen Oh írta...

Simply brilliant. It's hard for me to comprehend that English is not your native language when you wield it so effectively and so brilliantly.

SzélsőFa írta...

Church Lady and Ello,

thank you *blushes*

Chris írta...

Happy belated Day Of The Ninja!

Great poem, dear. It reminds me of "Carry On Wayward Son" by Kansas. I say that not to be a smart ass, but because that song is beautiful, both musically and lyrically. Any poem that reminds me of that song is tops in my book. Way to go!

SzélsőFa írta...

I will allow you to compose a music to these lines, Chris, if you please :)

Aine írta...

I really liked this one. As Church Lady said, I love your use of the 4 elements.

"But I never feared earth
And to her, I return"

This is the root of spirituality for me.

SzélsőFa írta...

That is a good starting point, Aine. And a finish alike.
I'm glad you found it enjoyable.

Vesper írta...

Beautiful!

SzélsőFa írta...

Thank you, Vesper.