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3.24.2009

roots.






i found this beautiful poem written by la chrysomele reveuse's Dia and just had to share it with you all...


I woke up with a sweet pain in my left arm.
I thought the vernal sun beams mistook their way to the soul,
trying to sneak in.
But when I touched the burning skin
I felt long delicate strands protruding.
Thin strands throbbing in the rhythm of my heart.
Touching them didn't hurt,
but gave me an agonizing feeling of longing.
And I remembered that these last two days
we stood close to each other, our arms touching.
Adventitious roots are growing to reach you.






a feeling i know so well in words i wish i had written.
and on another note: i cannot thank you all enough for your kind words, insightful thoughts, unbelievably touching comments--they mean more then you may ever know. i cherish my memories. i love them all, even the bad ones. and i thank God each day for this because i can't imagine a more agonizing death than simply ceasing to feel. 


photo found here; and they found it on flickr

7 comments:

sheila said...

that was awesome.

I wish I felt those kinds of roots shock and wake me every day.

Micaela said...

oooh i love this!!! love it. It's a sweet/intimate/sexy little poem I shall have to tuck away to give to a boy who makes me feel this way. xo

Tina { Luphia Loves... } said...

what a beautiful poem & image! so lovely :)

Hanako66 said...

this is really lovely...thanks for sharing:)

Helen said...

I love Dia! She's been a joy to get to know. This poem touched me, as well.

~*"*Dia*"*~ said...

Giiirls, you make me blush :p The thought that you might find yourself in those clumsy words makes me happy. I remember what a character in the movie Il Postino told Pablo Neruda: a poem is not of the author anymore, but of the ones who need it. I've always felt that finding myself in some poets' words and using them to express my love, but now I've got a tiny (undeserved) opportunity to be on the other side too. That's great!
Helen: you've always had a sweet word for me in your pockets ;) Thank you!

...love Maegan said...

beautiful. just beautiful.