Madame Curie said: "Nothing survives without being replenished; everything that lives must have new life given to it over and over, in order to survive." And so, I muse, must I... entrust myself to some other Matter more intense than mortal eye can see, can touch, can taste. And yet, we do… daily, hourly, infinitesimally. Seeing the ocean wave that comes in, again and again, thrashing its strength against the rocks of time; stroking the velvety throat of a pansy that peeks out through a January snow; tasting the seductive sweetness of an unexpected afternoon rain. I have felt the other Matter; filling me up with physical awareness. Like a cup brimming with knowledge that delectably trickles down to me drop by drop, until the richness of it fondles my lips. I have felt; yes, I have felt the joy of knowing that something IS there. The other Matter… that hears me, that sees me, that forgives me, as well… copyright 2000 bj pearce |
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