Soul Mate - Kindred Spirit
CXXII.
"Once you've been over the rainbow, nothing ever looks quite the same."
___Jody Bergsma
Maria (Marcoujor) and I exchanged comments in which a handwritten book of my poems which I made for my George years ago when we were first growing close came up.
She'd also suggested that I record some more of my poems on video.
The hub combines both ideas with printed versions of the narrated poems.
So . . . I'm reading a baker's dozen or so of the 90-something poems in the book.
I claim absolutely no expertise and little experience at this video-recording, but here goes . . .
Included photos are a mere sampling of our 29 years together. When we met, he was 57, I was 47. At his death, we were 86 and 76. I can speak for us both that they were the best years of our lives. He'd wish the rest of mine to be wonderful.
Our birthdays were in Feb. In May, 1997, I gave him the "unbirthday' book.
1
If I can fill
Your heart
With gladness
It is a gift
I give myself.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
2
I am as incapable
Of faking feelings
I don’t feel
As I am
Of hiding
Those I do.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
3
Can life forgive us
If we die of thirst
Upon her shoreline?
There is nothing more
And nothing less
Than this:
A total moment,
Fully lived.
Perhaps it is
The first
And final step
To God.
Heaven is
Knowing
When
You've
Found it.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
4
If today
You saw a rainbow,
If you felt
The sand
Between your toes,
The sun upon your cheek.
If this day
You smelled
A summer shower
Approaching,
Held a flower
In your hand,
Then know,
That you’ve known
Heaven,
Immortality.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
5
How thin
Is skin!
How close
Is all
The
Universe!
_____© Nellieanna H. Hay
6
7
If I tack
The wind.It is because
My sails
Are free.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
Easy to Remember (and I do!) So Hard to Forget (and I can't.)
8
You have captured
My imagination
Like a ray
Of sunshine
Captures playful
Dust particles
In the air
And holds them there,
Suspended in illumination
For an
Eternal Moment.
_____© Nellieanna H. Hay
9
Recapture it -
The way you felt
When you were
Twelve,
Walking in the rain
Deeply touched and free
Knowing who you really are.
Then explain
It all away ~
If you still can.
____© Nellieanna H. Hay
10
The Loner
Driftwood,
Uniquely gnarled
And beautiful,
Ravaged by currents,
Tumbled by stone,
And left
To dry
Alone,
Yet it
Prevails.
_____ © Nellieanna Hay
11
Life is allThat happens
In between
Attempts
To think about it.
Some have missed the picnic
Waiting for the ants!
_____© Nellieanna H. Hay
12
Fondly live it all,
Begrudging not
The tumble
To the top.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
a meaningful song of his vintage
13
Poetry
Precedes its happenings,
Or follows.
Living needs no written poetry,
Unless the words are all there is.
I think there's more.
I think that walks
Along the country-side with love
Exist.
I think the seagulls
And the roses know.
I think, perhaps,
That, sometimes,
Even I have known.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
14
Listen
Wind and rain
With little ears
Whose tympani
Resound with you,
Surrounding you,
Returning back
Your Self.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
My sentiments exactly:
"In a world of so many copies, It's a joy to know someone who is an original."
___Jody Bergsma
In each other, we each felt we'd found 'someone to watch over me' in special ways. Each of us had been disappointed before. With each other, it was never disappointing.
We shared a love of this song . . .
