Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Luxuriant Waters Divine

Primal rhythms
heard within the depths of me
The sound of cresting waves
breaking at sea
Babbling brook
a waterfall resounds
The feel of this heart
flow ever found
The sound of rain
drumming upon all to hear
Assuring be these gifts of water
banish loss and fear
Flowing, cascading, cresting,
luxuriant waters divine
The feel, the sound, the ebb and flow,
blissful breath mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Ben Arthur, Scotland, etching and mezzotint, engraved by Thomas Lupton, 1819,
Painted by: Joseph Mallord William Turner, 1775-1851.

May the sounds of water, wind, and our hearts, be known
to ever hold the light of love and creation.
Thank You, Nicola Cali, for this beauty shared.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
~Robert Frost~
and so the echoes of heart, soul, and quest, be heard...
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  1. These primal rhythms are the song of longing and yearning. I just heard them within me. You're made of song and love, dear friend.

  2. Dear Guthema, A song be known by one who listens. Thank you for knowing the way of the heart.

  3. Hi RoseMarie-

    Oh my, SO powerful. So upheaving and purposeful - the image and your words swirl and blend, crash and insist - unyielding like truth - circling until I surrender. Yes, surrender.....

    Love to you]

  4. Gail, Such is the turbulance and the calm of our days. Thank you for feeling my portrayed intent.

    Much love,
    Rose Marie