I have been pierced soundlessly
by slivers of moonlight in
delicious solitude, fearful
of the slightest tremble
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When you are pierced silently by moonlight, this really amazes mind. After age, generation after generation sun has empowered everything in Earth. A great perceptional and natural poem is brilliantly and excellently penned...10
Neal, you've captured well, recalled for me here, a moment when the I disappears, when there’s no scrim of thought between our experiencing and what is experienced. One might call this the ultimate of what Buber had in mind when he wrote of I-Thou encounters. Nice. -Glen