Our Nexus Poem by Daniel Brick
Our Nexus
Both of us treasure a copy of this book.
Our experiences are parallel: when I hold it
reverently, and turn each illuminated page,
slowly, deliberately, and read outloud
the text, memory grasps it entire.
An image of each page, archived
in our minds, will be cast against
a screen within. And we will know
a perfect sharing when we are
on the same page of this book we treasure,
and, howeveer distant from each other,
we will spend precious moments staring...
It is better than an embrace,
which is all surface and transient breath.
This shared image within tranfixing
our attention, pours its truth plus beauty
deep, and deeper still, into our souls,
and our souls are linked, interplay
with each other, share the profoundest
feelings, which steadily become thoughts
almost (Dare I say it?) beyond the reaches
of our souls: We will have being elsewhere.
This is heady stuff, my friend, we cannot
fully comprehend it. But we are one
in this endeavor. Next time, let's put beauty
before truth. Nothing will be altered
from its set course, but we will be
dazzled before being informed, like witnessing
a gorgeous orange sunset illuminate
the dark surface of a lake. Are you anxious
for this too? I promise not to be late.
Copy of this book? you mean - a heavenly book printed in our souls and then made visible by us, and we both consider it to be our creation, although it is the creation of One Creator? or a book we may hold in hand or see in Interenet? a screen within? - is it the revelation? a gorgeous orange sunset illuminate the dark surface of a lake. - is it an earthly image in the end? Well, why I ask questions? I never have questions to Wagner's music. I just feel what I like. But if he were alive - I would ask him about the inner program I think. But we are one in this endeavor - just one with Wagner, you or God as the highest combination.
Beautifully stated and articulate, Daniel! Have often thought of others reading the same things as I do simultaneously and wondering if they are finding meanings like my own in the words. I love the thought of seeing beauty first because it's so pure and innocent before truth steps in with it's stark reality. No finer love can two people have outside of marriage than the friendship of one another, as I have found out myself. I watched a beautiful transformation illuminating the interior surface of friendship, very enticing, yet never too late I feel. Fantastic poetical meanings lying leisurely in this poem! Loving it totally, Daniel. Thank you for sharing, RoseAnn
Wonderfully worded, Daniel. Yes, this is how friendship is and should be. No pie in the sky, haughty truths; just beauty. Love of family and romantic love are different from the love of friendship.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A hypothetical coincidence in material things turned into a coincidence of feelings and estimation.An innovative perception, dear Daniel, so human, beyond trivial limits.