The Gift Of Free Will At Sunrise
I shall not seek Thee —in a stiff collar of white or colorless turbine. Or, robes of wool…covering skin dark or light over bones disguised in cloaks of Yellow, Orange, Brown, and lest not we forget Cremora White!
—You have no need to convince me of the fig leaf on my soul! I have acknowledged its presence. I will find its place in the empty void.
I shall find You —by going forward and leaving me alone.
In valley below
winter thaws upcoming spring
On Holderness Road
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petrujviljoen
May 18, 2018 at 4:27 am
Wonderful!
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Sanaa Rizvi
February 12, 2018 at 6:58 am
Beautifully deep!💞
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ZQ
February 11, 2018 at 9:47 pm
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Rob
February 11, 2018 at 9:22 pm
I’ve also realized that sometimes there is no use in searching or struggling with something. Some times you just have to go on and let it come to you. At least that’s what I was glad to take from this.
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kanzensakura
February 11, 2018 at 9:17 pm
Great poem. The gig leaf on our soul…The ways we try to hide out realness.
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Larkin
February 11, 2018 at 6:57 pm
This is gorgeous. What a fantastic title!
I love this: “covering skin dark or light over bones disguised in cloaks of Yellow, Orange, Brown”
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gillena
February 11, 2018 at 5:22 pm
That fig leaf scared soul is a very clever expression
Thanks for dropping by my blog today ZQ
Much💚love
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Mary
February 11, 2018 at 5:20 pm
Thoughtful and thought-provoking.
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Myrna Rosa
February 11, 2018 at 5:11 pm
I’ve read all the comments and find I cannot add more. I read this a few times. Wish I’d written it.
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Rosemary Nissen-Wade
February 11, 2018 at 4:23 pm
Beautiful. Such honest faith and thoughtful self-understanding! The conclusion to the prose section is both startling and reassuring in its rightness, and the haiku (haiga?) a perfect reflection of the theme.
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Truedessa
February 11, 2018 at 4:17 pm
I have to agree with the others this is an outstanding poem. The fig leaf a reminder of our own imperfection.
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Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES
February 11, 2018 at 4:16 pm
Bring it!
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Audrey Howitt
February 11, 2018 at 3:54 pm
For me, this is one of your best–loved it!
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
February 11, 2018 at 2:48 pm
The fig leaf… ever the modest…
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Sherry Marr
February 11, 2018 at 12:22 pm
My new fave. I love this, my friend.
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Donna@LivingFromHappiness
February 11, 2018 at 12:02 pm
Your wonderful title says so much as I read the words in the lines that follow….and what a ponderous final line:
‘I shall find You —by going forward and leaving me alone.’
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mhmp77
February 11, 2018 at 5:45 am
kaykuala
I shall find You —by going
forward and leaving me alone.
The determined assertion shows the stakes are high. It perhaps also indicates a determined person being tested!
Hank
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