Infinite

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“Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes–do you recall?”

Oh! There you are!
Flowing with the night
Under the same star
Burning in our sight

An August harvest moon
Hangs heavy in a gown of coal
As cicadas hum and croon
Their music enfolds me as I stroll

Are you watching the sky?
The universe is a grand show
If I tip forward would I fly?
Fingertips reach, catching the flow

You see what I see
Perhaps you dream the same dream
Of all the lives that we could be
Ah, but things are not as they seem

So, in darkness I lay on still warm earth
Soft grass beneath open palm
A being of infinite worth
I breath, and I am calm.

-LM Jones
(Quote: Rainer Maria Rilke)

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Love Song

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“How can I keep my soul in me
So that it doesn’t touch your soul?
How can I raise it high enough,
Past you, to other things?

I would like to shelter it,
Among remote lost objects,
In some dark and silent place
That doesn’t resonate when
Your depths resound.

Yet everything that touches us,
Me and you,
Takes us together like a
Violin’s bow.
Which draws one voice out of two
Separate strings.

Upon what instrument
Are we two spanned?
And what musician
Holds us in his hand?
Oh sweetest song”

What is it that draws me to you?
Did I not notice
That moment you slipped a string
Around my rib?
Just below my breast
and trembling heart
Slowly
You pull me in
Around that curled finger
And just as you graze my skin,
Setting fire to all denial,
Roughly I’m flung to the wind

You didn’t notice the extra string
And so
Slowly
I pull you in
Oh, the symphonies I’ll create
With the strings of passion
Connecting you and I.

-LM Jones
(Quote: Rainer Maria Rilke
Picture: http://www.globalsuitcase.com/DevaSandipa/CelloCircles03.html)

You see, I Want a Lot

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You see, I want a lot
Perhaps I want it all:
The darkness of each endless fall,
The shimmering light of each ascent.

So many are alive who don’t seem to care
Casual, easy, they move in the world
As though untouched.

But you take pleasure in the faces
Of those who know they thirst
You cherish those
Who grip you for survival.

You are not dead yet, it’s not too late
To open your depths
By plunging into them
And drink in the life
That reveals itself quietly there.
-Rainer Maria Rilke

Holy Water Coming Down

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“Understand, I’ll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I’ll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:
You come too.”

Give me the wind, the river, and trees
For with them I am most free

I long to flow with the autum air
To feel it on my skin…pulling my unbound hair

Give me the violence of a storm, physical release
Don’t deny me the hurricane, please?

Follow me down the path my love, but first
Press your lips to mine…quench my hungry thirst

-LM Jones
(Quote: Rilke)