Dunno Much
I dunno alot of things about alot of things.
I don’t know physics.
I don’t know much about the migration of the Monarch.
I dunno about most of history.
Or geography (NEVER ask me where some place is!!).
Or about the mysteries of the Universe and Creation.
But there is one thing I know…without a moment’s doubt.
Without a heartbeat’s hesitation.
Without thinking too much.
Its internal. Its automatic. Its instinctive.
Its a no-brainer. Its uplifting. Its inspiring.
Its humbling.
Its all-encompassing. Its everpresent.
Is an ESSENTIAL element to drawing breath.
It paints the world in colors undefined.
It resonates in songs too beautiful to bear.
I know how that love inside…just that pure and simple thing….changes…well,
everything.
If I refrain from muddying it up,
its a crystal clear calmness that I can soar in or rest in
and it encompasses me…sustains me…
wraps me and insulates me in a simple and pure peacefulness that alters the way I perceive everything.
It transforms my being so that what was, isnt anymore..though nothing has really changed…
…Only everything.
Filed under: Prose and Verse | Tagged: love, prose

WOW. I’m breathless. And speechless. Very moving. And I did have to catch my breath when I read this. I will come back and re-read it several times. My meditation for the day perhaps.
This is one of the most beautiful things I have EVER read! I love the picture and I am in awe of your transformation. Drew is a lucky man.
If I refrain from muddying it up,
its a crystal clear calmness that I can soar in or rest in
and it encompasses me…sustains me…
wraps me and insulates me in a simple and pure peacefulness that alters the way I perceive everything.
It transforms my being so that what was, isnt anymore..though nothing has really changed…
…Only everything.
These are powerful lines. Amazing!
I sought to understand love
Through my misty spectacles.
I tried to observe its different facets
In my muddied existence.
Though I knew it was supposed to be great
I saw only glimpses;
And though I tried to analyze it
I couldn’t begin to fathom it.
Until I closed my eyes
And learned to listen to my heartbeat.
I opened my heart
And love came and possessed it.
(PS: This I was able to compose after reading your post. Thank you for the inspiration.)
[...] love came and possessed it. (Inspired by a great post. Read it here.) //Sherma E. Benosa 31 March, 2008; [...]