Posted on 09/19/2008

Photo taken on June 25, 2007

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Moving Mountains

Moving Mountains 

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,
It's ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
the distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

- Rabindranath Tagore

*image Mt St Helens from Portland, Oregon

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7 comments - The latest ones
Christel Ehretsmann
Christel Ehretsmann
one of the first time you don't write anything about your picture...Up to us to try and enter your world...let's play the game !
Being on the heigths looking down on civilisation , but not that much since I can see the top of a car waiting for you in the foreground.
As if you were contempling in the distance real purity and loneliness symbolised by this white and far away snow-covered summit ...
10 years ago.
Christel Ehretsmann has added
and suddenly....the eternal love poem is there reborn from our ancient and forgotten lives. Remains the very essence of universal love
10 years ago.
Shi* has replied to Christel Ehretsmann
B way of background: My son spent an exchange year at Reed College, Portland, some years back. I didn't get over to see him at the time. When I went out to the north-west last year I went down to Portland to see where he had been. It is a beautiful, somewhat hip, city with a very relaxed lifestyle.

Of course, I love playing the game with you ... the feeling of standing there in a park in Portland looking at the distant snow-covered mountains (Mt Hood is just out of view in this shot) is much what you describe ... I was thinking of the eruption, of Kerouac's 'Desolation Angels' and Ken Kesey's 'Sometimes a Great Notion'. My heart was wild with that Thoreau dream of wilderness too. My heart is rarely pure :))) ......... of course, depending on what your definition of purity is ;)

I do find 'the high places' fill me with a Romantic yearning ... something primitive and heroic about 'being in nature' and, of course, the high places were always the home of spirits ... think of Petrarch ... maybe Moses, or indeed Christ. They all head for the mountain. It is de rigeur for the seeker. héhé.

And your non-model is very beautiful ;)
10 years ago.
Christel Ehretsmann has replied to Shi*
smile : at your sudden thinking of my non -model friend...I can write of her here, no one will follow the thread..she's full of spiritual and sensual life . She's keen on yoga and is going to teach it , Besides, she's very good at guessing what people are or have got in their soul . She's a "voyante", of great spiritual help
10 years ago.
Shi* has replied to Christel Ehretsmann
She sounds like a wonderful person to know! ... it is always so valuable to have helpful insights from friends!
10 years ago.
mo |
mo |
i see this view and listen to these words .. sweetness
of moments in time .. sweetness of known feelings that
i want to relive to renew them .. again and again

((( dave )))
10 years ago.
Shi* has replied to mo |
Mo-rning Mo! mo-ving mo-untains! lovely to revisit everything again and again ... true romance! Hugs, m'dear!
10 years ago.

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