many thanks also Dan for taking the time to do the re write
it is beautiful Anni and rather interesting finding all the beauty of your
words amongst everything else!
I am no poet but I will chant for your wellness Sneh, thankyou for your poetry
constellations....mmm a number of poems come to mind on that.
There is a great little
ditty I have sung to myself and children over the years. Sung to the
tune of Mammas little girl loves shortning Bread
Every little cell in my body is healthy ,
Every little cell in my body is well
I can tell every little cell,
in my body,
is healthy and well!
Jonine
----- Original Message -----
From: annimukkala
To: ConstellationTalk@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent: Wednesday, February 04, 2009 2:24 AM
Subject: [ConstellationTalk] Re: some thoughts on constellation work
with kindest regards to dan who has been kind and generous in
unraveling my post. thank you. and my only comment is that this is
what the journey looks like to me.... the journey of awareness and
hope and resolution, a journey of spirit that constellations allow us
to see. it is deeply personal. need i say? shared with love, anni
--- In ConstellationTalk@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, "Dan Booth Cohen"
<danbcohen@...> wrote:
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> Anni's beautiful poem:
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> dark night
> no boat
> no sail
> not compass
> not star
> where who but i endure
> this pounding pummel
> blackened sea
> aurora
> the sky fainting
> glimmers hope from
> the mist despair
> stray oar has
> brushed me hard
> and for it i pull
> believing it to be
> more
> the dawn
> not coming
> not coming
> and i yearn in
> silent screams
> when
> when
> and then
> amidst the darkness
> deeper and foul
> small boat
> knocking at me
> bumping me
> pitches and down
> without my hand
> without my foot
> with mindfulness undone
> inside this boat
> i am
> yet
> years of nights
> and months
> in misty torment
> cluster on
> i have not slept
> yet still i dream
> of minions
> who have passed
> for them i am
> for them i yield
> from torment and deceit
> so shimmers dawn
> horizon nears
> soft light
> envelops haze
>
> great tree unfolds
> above the shore
> with roots
> unhurling time
> the dawn
> the day
> the stern grates sand
> my foot embraces land
> i run
> i gasp
> i flail
> i clutch the knarled branch
> my fate
> sweet soul-filled wind
> sun scraped on leaf
> i see
> let be
> it be
> and
> murmur mama's rhymes
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