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         How Can I Tell You...

How can I tell you.....
            me, a mere poet, a
                        weaver of words
A creator of fantasy
           in your mind....
                           and mine.

How can I share an
       experiential wandering
               from deep in my soul.
Thoughts, feelings which
               make me whole.

How can I speak of pacing
             the storm......with violins
and cellos, cymbals crashing
                    colliding....as wild winds
swirl madly with snow, hail,
            sleet ........and more..
and the music is pounding,
       and keeps time with the storm.

Where are there metaphors
              defining the sensuality
                 of the colusion of nature's
expression of fury, and symphonies
        keeping time.......with your heartbeat
             in synchronicity, magnificently,
each beat rising, and falling, building
                 to a crescendo.......then...

Clouds clearing.....as the music lightens,
       brightens.......and there are bright green
         valleys...new yellows of spring
           assailing your eyes, you breathe
               in the sweetness, dip down
                    into them......
and the music pulses and
                keeps time with the storm.

Then, shrouded in gray mists, great
        hulking forms of hills and evergreens
           covered in snow, then hail,
                then, crisp...........with flowers
                      and newness,
the music softens,
              keeping time with the storm.

How can I, bring to you the peace
          that I feel, and yet the exhilaration
               the storm brings, the excitement
                    both sensual and cleansing...

Are there any words in the human
         language which can touch the spirit
              of what I have felt........the aliveness
                     the wonder of the human
                        experience, the wonder
of the earth..........as the music
            keeps time with the storm...

 

 

 

 

Kay Ekwall©1998

 

 
               
     
   
 
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