12. I Listen Until I Truly Hear It
Today I strip the energy
away from the weights
that limit me. I find
freedom in the songs
of an old man in grief,
let his music drip
into my ears
like cooling rain.
I find myself singing
back, in a trance,
because an unconscious
part of me
knows the lyrics
to all I’ve never heard.
His voice through
the speaker crackles,
but feels not so distant.
Spirits can connect through
uncomplicated means
once we set the barrier
of worry aside.
I want my lines
to sing again. I
want goodness
to fill my liminality.
I want the dizzying
sensation of
synchronistic synergies
to greet me each
waking day.
I want to squeeze
his hand through
the worst of it,
and to have him know
that I am listening.
That I am hearing
hard.
That I am touched.
Reawakened.
Focused on the
beauty lying
on the fringes
of the deepest loss.
When the record ends,
I’ll play it again.
Let it imprint.
Let it become
a restored piece of my soul
too.
Image by Kai Pilger from Pixabay
Beautiful poem Jennifer! Loved this: ‘an unconscious part of me knows the lyrics to all I’ve never heard’ and this: ‘Focused on the beauty lying on the fringes of the deepest loss.’!
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Thank you
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My pleasure Jennifer!
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So beautiful, Jennifer.
“Spirits can connect through
uncomplicated means
once we set the barrier
of worry aside.” They can indeed.
I pray this comes to be for everyone. Blessings.
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautiful words
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Thanks, Mary Anne
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What a great poem, thanks for sharing!! 🙂
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Thank you for reading
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I love the expression coming out strong from the words you use in the poem! 😇
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Thank you
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You are welcome! 😊
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Really enjoyed this, Jennifer!
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Thank you for reading
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Lovely!
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Thank you
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You’re welcome!
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Time slowed down reading this poem. Goregous
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Thank you, Beth ❤️
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This is so beautiful, Jennifer, how one soul’s outpouring can touch and light up or soothe another. And you carry it forward in your poem.
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Thank you
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Only someone tapped into that shared lyrical consciousness could write as well, as often, as you do 😉 x
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Aww thank you for saying 😊❤️
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This was a fab uplifting piece! 🙂 We all need that release through music in dark times.
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Thank you, Tom
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Wow!!! This was truly beautiful!
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Thank you! 🙏💜
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