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Array ( [sid] => 133819 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Why Do We Dress The Soul [time] => 2007-04-26 01:13:50 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Why Do We Dress The Soul

I find myself frequently thinking
Why we dress the soul…
We should leave her always nude, innocent
Like nature
You leave her simply to bloom
Like a rural plant
To absorb the love, as she captures the sunshine
That peeps among the morning thick fog
And let her fall asleep covered by the mantle of the moonlit

Because my soul is simple
In that it sees the simple things
It likes to speak with nature
And question many times
How do we feel the flowers of the vases
And the ones of the stonemasons in the gardens
Compared with the ones that are born in the meadows and in the forests

Yes, because the sun that crosses the high whiteness of the forest
It is not the same that enters through the windows of a house
And the sun that stretches on the meadows
It is not the same as it is when it peeps over the wall of a garden
It is then I think…
Do the plants have a soul to notice that?

It is again I wonder…
Why we dress the soul?
I am confused in my inner ocean
Swimming in these uncertain waves
With the moon in the horizon

Copyright ©2007 Fernanda F. Rocha [comments] => 3 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 62 [informant] => Fernanda_F_Rocha [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
Why Do We Dress The Soul

Contributed by Fernanda_F_Rocha on Thursday, 26th April 2007 @ 01:13:50 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual



Why Do We Dress The Soul

I find myself frequently thinking
Why we dress the soul…
We should leave her always nude, innocent
Like nature
You leave her simply to bloom
Like a rural plant
To absorb the love, as she captures the sunshine
That peeps among the morning thick fog
And let her fall asleep covered by the mantle of the moonlit

Because my soul is simple
In that it sees the simple things
It likes to speak with nature
And question many times
How do we feel the flowers of the vases
And the ones of the stonemasons in the gardens
Compared with the ones that are born in the meadows and in the forests

Yes, because the sun that crosses the high whiteness of the forest
It is not the same that enters through the windows of a house
And the sun that stretches on the meadows
It is not the same as it is when it peeps over the wall of a garden
It is then I think…
Do the plants have a soul to notice that?

It is again I wonder…
Why we dress the soul?
I am confused in my inner ocean
Swimming in these uncertain waves
With the moon in the horizon

Copyright ©2007 Fernanda F. Rocha




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Re: Why Do We Dress The Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 26th April 2007 @ 11:23:02 AM AEST
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charmingly beautifully exquisite...

love n' hugs nessa

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Re: Why Do We Dress The Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Thursday, 26th April 2007 @ 06:01:21 PM AEST
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Very beautifulexpression..I am delighted to read this.
Venkat


Re: Why Do We Dress The Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Friday, 27th April 2007 @ 01:34:18 AM AEST
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Stunning! I really enjoyed reading this, the ideas you convey with your poem really appealed to me. I particularly liked this stanza:
"Because my soul is simple
In that it sees the simple things
It likes to speak with nature
And question many times
How do we feel the flowers of the vases
And the ones of the stonemasons in the gardens
Compared with the ones that are born in the meadows and in the forests "

Beautiful, a calming read.

Take care,
Dom




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