Ode to Soul
that light is
the Light,
exists apart
from belief,
can be seen
without knowledge
it is there -
you say
it’s not fair -
you might not see
the Light
in others,
they might not see
yours -
both burn bright,
you don’t need to know the Light to see it.
Janet Leigh
2 comments:
Ooooooo! Another beautiful treatment of one of my poems! Thank you so much! I'm just tickled pink that I've struck a chord in another sensitive soul who appreciates those things which remain unseen but greatly felt. Thank you for your gift of being moved by my words, Glenn!
You seem partial to Odes. I have been known to write a few mineself. ODE TO SOUL really hums with beauty, with vibrance, with joy, and with truth. “The Light/exists apart/from belief/can be seen/without knowledge–it is there.” Oh yes, madam, you channeled a heartfull there! This little poem shines in the firmament of deeper and more turgid poetry all around it. It attracted my eyes with its cosmic sequins, its purity, its projected love and gentle mothering. “You might not see/the Light/in others/they might not see/yours”, and yet despite everything, God resides there, white light radiates from every orifice, tiny pieces of truth, miniscule particles of the universal puzzle are presented with open palms, with open eyes, with open heart; a gift to all of us; both for those who recognize your gift, and also for those who don’t; the kind of geniune and free floating affection only offered by older souls, those who have a lot to spare, and who understand its validity, and value to others, and the world itself, at large. I will post this metaphysical sweet gem on FFTR, with your permission, for even more to see, to stand by itself alone, to be read by other eyes who have not found your site yet. And your capper lines, “both burn bright/you don’t need to know/
the Light/to see it.” God do I love that conclusion, that challenge to us all.
Glenn
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