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Jan 142011
 

by Leila A. Fortier



  5 Responses to “Formless”

  1. Welcome back and congratulations for all you have done to assist those in need during your absence from our trivial playtimes. I’m so proud of your commitment to help your adopted brothers and sisters. The poem you’ve selected is so appropriate for the return. We remain breathless and an image of ourselves, in times of need. Our attention focused on others, our selves just hold us together even though we hold our breath the entire time. We move instinctively like wind searching the path of least resistance. We swim until exhausted trying to keep up with tides of resistance. We reach out to strangers that seem familar to us. Familar due to circumstances beyond our control. We keep reaching to those we don’t know, with loving arms and broken hearts we gather them in. Comfort breaths for us to warm their bodies and souls until we can find them clothes to wear and a meal of sustinance to nuture their healing. I love your poem Leila, as always it inspires me.

  2. “Formless like water”…..as profound a concept that has ever been realized. You always bring the most intricately simple ideas out to be accassible to us. You language is the language of the higher consciousness. You are the sensie of the common soul, the fabric that we all press shapes into so leaving shadows against the light until we become it. Thank you my blessed Teacher.

  3. “Formless like water”…..as profound a concept that has ever been realized. You always bring the most intricately simple ideas out to be accassible to us. You language is the language of the higher consciousness. You are the sensie of the common soul, the fabric that we all press shapes into so leaving shadows against the light until we become it. Thank you my blessed Teacher.

  4. i would love to experience such a state of quietude…i tried to sit in solitude for a number of times; yet unable to hear “the hidden pulse”.

  5. A delicate harmony between the soul’s silent work and our conscious being in the world, a harmony difficult to maintain, but within our reach. Beautifully expressed, dreamlike, a magic song.