A lot had to die
Bit
by
Bit
A lot died a whole lot
Before
The first Poetry was born
The Process of Poetry
Became the new Life
I wonder what really happened
When the poetry Itself died
A lot of Space opened up
Bit
by
Bit
A lot of Space a whole lot
Before
The new Beginning is born
P.S. Dear Debbie, please include this as a contribution to ForgivingFridays, if you see fit. I offer these words coming through, as a way of accepting the unfolding of life with no judgment.
love
life
all things
die in time
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True
Thank you for your thoughtful words.
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you are welcome
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Very precious. Your soul speaks softly and I’m compelled to listen. 💜
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You give me a soft yet truest smile 🙂 Thank you with sweet Love.
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😌 💐💕
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Endings make way for new beginnings, and creation follows destruction. Well expressed!
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I loved what you said! Thank you for taking the time.
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You’re always welcome.
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Sometimes we have to die bit by bit, for something new to emerge.
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Very true. I have begun to appreciate the process very much. Thank you dear friend.
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o so lovely, touches a place that is hard to reach…you draw me in with your words…
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These words from a fine poetess like you feel invaluable. Thank You!
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your poem brought out the words, i loved each line!
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I am very grateful!
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Only when the old makes way, the new enters.. beautifully expressed, pragalbha.
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True, Thank You very much for your appreciation Deepika 🙂
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This is so beautiful just like you.
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Such happiness and gratitude to hear that from you my friend. Thank You with Love.
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Beautifully expressed… and such a fine picture to go with……
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I am so glad to hear that from you! Thank you very much.
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Simply mesmerised by your words now, it was really wonderful 🙂
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Your lovely kind response gives me a smile, Thank You very much! 🙂
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This was very nicely done! And thoughtful lines! Great! Thank you for sharing! 😊
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I am very glad you think so, Thank You very much! 🙂
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Welcome! Have a great day! 😊
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Yikes that’s good 🙂
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🙂 Thank you very much truly!
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Oh do I ever understand this, Prag! In order for birth to manifest, death comes prior to open a new place. Beautiful words, dear friend. Thank you!!
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I trust you the most to see every bit of what I am saying here, and even to more depths than I probably have reached here. Your read and response is invaluable to me, Thank You Amy! 🙂
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You are most welcome! 🙏🏼🌹💞
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A lot had to die with the new emerging ray of hopes …the pace of enamouring light bringing a lot with it … Liked the metaphor of poetry when it’s death can open up New air, New avenues, New vistas or New spaces ! A write soaked in philosophy! Lovely work Pragalbha ,
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Your reflections of the essence of this work is very much precious! You empower my conviction here, by clearing any lingering doubts. Thank you for seeing through my lines and your kind appreciation.
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Oh this is a gorgeous poem, Pragalbha! I am so touched by your contributions to Forgiving Fridays. To me, there is such acceptance in this poem for the unfolding of life, and for what we need to let go of to give birth to new life. And so creatively done! You have divine expression, do you know that? Thank you again. I’ve noted this poem for Forgiving Fridays and will share it this week! May your day be blessed with love – Debbie
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Debbie you are so loving and kind. For some reason, I had doubted if this could be a contribution to ForgivingFridays 🙂 I am greatly humbled by your words of high regard. Thank You, with much Love.
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Let space open. There’s room inside.
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That is a beautiful way to put it 🙂 Thank you for this refreshing thought!
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Yes Indeed. you formatted your poem like a river that was not in a hurry. it flowed gently over and around what ever it needed to. The death brought life and poetry became therapy. To express the loss bit by bit and articulate the newness of life. Thanks for sharing
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Wow your words are very beautiful and soothing. I loved the description of the river for this poem and your reflection on death and new life. I truly appreciate you taking he time, means a lot to me. Thank You!
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your most welcome
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This is gorgeous Pragalbha! Unfolding life needs space. And we will love to accept this life!
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Anie, your words are a wonderful interpretation. Thank you 🙂
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We al think that we are very tolerant,don‘t we? I think that I am extremely tolerant and nevertheless We and I have some primal needs. So if this needds are not respected, I think there is also no tolerance anymore. And this is the problem, that this needs are different in value and weight. By all tolerance we always have to check if our basics expections will be fullfilled…otherwise we will not be happy.
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There is always a need for courage to speak and live our truth, that goes hand in hand with allowing space for life to unfold …we still have to do our part. Only then true joy follows.
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I believe in courage I have not lacked so far, stupidity also not …; ) … and I also have no problem with leaving space: But there must first be a room for space, not a vacuum of dreams.
Sometimes life is like standing on a cliff. Your dreams float over the abyss and yell at you “jump, we catch you and you will not crash on the ground.” Behind you cries your past and your mind whispers to you “you have gone crazy!”And you ask yourself every day anew who is calling, are the dreams calling or are just sneaky traitors calling?
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Haha I am totally with you on both the courage and stupidity in ways of Being 🙂 I guess one keeps bringing the other LOL.
Yes, Anie your analogy is beautiful and relevant. I believe this life is plenty of opportunities to practice and discern that one voice that truly belongs to us. There are God-knows-how-many people sitting and croaking inside our head …only that one voice has a special quality. Courage is following that one.
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yes you are so right! When I look at me, courage and stupidity is coupled in any case. But the nice thing is that my stupidity does not bother me much and I’ve never experienced anyone finding my stupidity annoying. And to follow the courage of this one voice in the head is probably the wisdom of life.
It’s hard to recognize that voice. Too strong we are being manipulated too much we are being preached things that we find great and that we want to call our own. But it’s not. It’s hard for me to understand. Life is a way in which we should constantly improve and learn. But not what is being asked and what we would like to be, but what we really are. And this realization is difficult …. I can admire great, independent women, finding great funky hot fashionable women, can inspire me for emancipated, committed women … BUT that’s not me … and I need to know how my way continues without being manipulated.
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I so love and agree with your first para. It is indeed very interesting that only we are affected by our stupidity.
And true that it is the continual learning and wisdom to follow that one voice. I wish you absolute guidance and support in your seeking. Much Love.
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Thank you so much Prahalbha and have a nice sunday!
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Amazing poem. Thannks for sharing!
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Thank you very much for your kind visit and words.
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You are welcome! In fact i have recently posted a blog on my website and would love to have your valuable comments.
Cheers!
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Sure. I make sure I visit all blogs I follow. I will visit yours in a couple days.
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That is very mindful of you. Thanks!
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I so enjoyed your poetry .. And it sent me back in time.. Before I started to write poems. And writing my poems has helped me heal and forgive that space before.. As to that space which comes next.. We will have to watch that space! 😉
Have a fabulous weekend Pragalbha .. xxx
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It is humbling and a warm joy to have you in agreement and company for this journey. It makes me happy that it has been your experience and you understand how healing poetry is. Yes, I am finally comfortable watching the space. Thank you very much dear Sue for your valued time on my work. You have an amazing time too.
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Thank you very much!
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simply splendid, simply beautiful ❤
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These 4 words from you mean a whole lot and very deeply to me. You fill my space with positivity, Thank You!
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Beautiful, Pragalbha.
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Thank you very much my kind friend!
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