As I watched the Plower Plowing
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From: Simplane Simple Plane Simulate Plain Simple on 17 Jun 2010 07:34 As I watched the Plower Plowing Pensive and Faltering Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking A Word Out of the Sea. Out of the rocked cradle. Out of the boys mothers womb, and from the nipples of her breasts. When the lilac-scent was in the air If we two but keep together. O trembling throat! Murmur! murmur on! O past! O joy! Lovedbut no more with me. the notes of the wondrous bird echoing. yet, as ever, incessantly moaning. Demon or O throes! O you demon, singing, The dusky demon aroused, some clew! (it lurks in the night here somewhere;) Whereto Lispd to me constantly, and laving me softly all over But fuse the song of two together. It was sung to me, O I wish, as you and the waves have just, sea-ripples. Alone, held by the eternal Self of me, threatens to get the better of me, and stifle me. At once I find the least thing belongs to me, or I see or touch, I know not. here preceding what follows. or shall write. Striking me with insults till I fall helpless upon the sand. Because I was assuming so much. You oceans both! You tangible land! Nature! Be not too rough with meI submitI close with you. These little shreds shall, indeed, stand for all. For I fear I shall become crazed, if I cannot emulate it, and utter myself as well as it. Sea-raff! Crook-tongued waves, O, I will yet sing, some day, what you have said to me. Tears Aboard at a Ships Helm On the Beach at Night World Below the Brine, The On the Beach at Night, Alone Clef Poem. This Night I am happy, but this night is not yet As I walk the beach where the old mother sways to and fro, singing her savage and husky song. What can the future bring me more than I have? Peace love joy and sharing all unconditionally Do you suppose I wish to enjoy life in other spheres? Perhaps you do, perhaps you do not but enjoy it will you not know it how know it you will not enjoy it? I say distinctly I comprehend a better sphere than this earth, I comprehend a better life than the life of my body. I do not know what follows the death of my body, But I know well whatever it is, it is best for me, It must be or I must not be And I wish well whatever is really Me shall live just as much and even more as before. I am not easy but I shall have good housing to myself, This is my firsthow can I like the rest any better? When all infinite stems from a soul then all in a first stems to the infinite. In my heart there is infinitely better than any exists Disadvantaged you see the heart grows cold in a body And burns like flames in a center so pure To keep warm and alive this soul in a body Where I grew upthe studs and rafters are grown parts of me. I am like wood and organic matter, a human Pinnochio I cry a Godly reprieve not knowing what it is I want to be, but trusting in creation to be heard and trusting and kind I am knowing what it is I am not to be, this yearning Yearning to be a real joy and gift free from these surroundings This form I am sad to have a body and to be breakable and unnatural Not like the rest of these I am like you you'll see Sure they mock and shame and think I am simple but the simplest truth escapes their mocking and ages of wisdom vast as mine They think to know and understand what they think to know and understand it is all the same to me to move past this for it bores me and more importantly Sometimes I feel like a twig or moss grown on a log twirling through space And imagine my body this shell of vapid life grown into a body like a mollusk And I am appalled at the cruelty but my heart will not let me hate or anger Wondering why I came in this gross form fragile and freakish A spirit accidentally grew into organic matter what a sight they must say And the spirits free and unattached look on with pity and disgust But it is my heart they know not they miss For I have seen even better than their's in all realms For what I have seen better not than it exists I am uneasy but I am to be beloved by young and old, and to love them the same, All creations and levels and donteon d.o V 1 1 PRES ACTIVE IND 1 S do, dare, dedi, datus V (1st) TRANS [XXXAO] give; dedicate; sell; pay; grant/bestow/impart/offer/lend; devote; allow; make; surrender/give over; send to die; ascribe/attribute; give birth/ produce; utter; n N 9 8 X X M N., abb. N M [XXXDX] lesser Numerius (Roman praenomen); (abb. N./Num.); t N 9 8 X X M T., abb. N M [XXXDX] lesser Titus, Roman praenomen; (abb. T.); Word mod e/ae An initial 'e' may have replaced usual 'ae' aeon N 3 1 NOM S M aeon N 3 1 VOC S M aeon, aeonis N (3rd) M [DXXFS] Late veryrare age; eternity; the Thirty Aeons (gods); I suppose the pink nipples of the breasts of women with whom I shall sleep will taste the same to my lips, will touch the side of my face the same. But this is the nipple of a breast of my mother, always near and always divine to me, her true child and son, whatever comes. I suppose I am to be eligible to visit the stars, in my time, I have seen it in my dreams Free in dark sky, reassured I embark free of a body across the sky And the black speckles with stars and gives way to hughes of orange As I join hands not with a body but in soul and I trust And the two of us truly fly but only by trust and faith this belief manifest this reality A pure rarity it must be I suppose I shall have myriads of new experiencesand the experience of this earth will prove only one out of myriads; But I believe my body and my Soul already indicate these experiences, And I believe I shall find in the stars more majestic and beautiful than I have already found on the earth, And I believe I have this night a clew through the universes, And I believe I have this night thought a thought of the clef of eternity. and enclose them in warmth of night chill
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