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"too much stuff, too many places, too much information, too many people, too much of things for there to be too much of, there is too much to know and i don't know where to begin but i want to try."

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

genevieve

oh the things i could say, need to say
to shed light on the beauty you create,
the uplifting that comes natural to your spirit
you walk in and in walks air,
the kind of air we celebrate in summer and
the kind of air we miss when we've been underwater for too long and
the kind of air we welcome in winter, even if we act like we hate it because the truth is we love it, we welcome it because it reminds us we're alive and okay and it's
the kind of air that brings hope and reassurance and it tells us there's more to life, there's more to our story, yes our story because it's
the kind of air that connects us, the air that passes between friends' mouth and ear, between lovers' lips, between laughter, between stomachs of emotion
yes our story and our air and your soul the great funnel
blending blending to make a marvelous mixture of life undiscovered and stories unheard and air unvoiced.
i may see places and shapes and colors and nonexistent nonsense
but you see it too.
you may shake your head, scratch the dark spaces of your memory,
say no no you're something special,
but you're here with me.
you paint with even more colors of the wind than that indian goddess
you can sweep your hand and it's there, all of it
can unchain rusty bonds of self-constraint, dab at the soft places of the heart
with bright eyes breathing an exuberance, holding life's mysteries at arm's distance
solving with pen, paper, paint, pastries, pwhatever
a soul whispering to mine, a finger nudging me forward on my journey into the vast spaces of art, time, life.
you don't know what you do i don't know what you do maybe no one knows
but you do it well.
and you'll never stop doing it,
a spirit revolving on a never-ending clock tick tick
it won't get weary or tired like those old cats, the ones with the eyes that look this way that way this way that way, and somehow in the years they gain a heaviness, a dullness in their routine
no you will not be like those old cats.

honestly, there is so much more i could say and i just can't find the words. so i'll just end it here. maybe another time. rest assured that the musing is mutual =)

2 comments:

Geneviéve Cuva said...

Yaaaaaaaay ♥
Love lovelovelovelove.
=D
(no words!)
Thank you.

Soogie said...

~ ^^