After this intro... i want to share some of my poetic words/letters written today...

I love poetic connections. Embers burn within every soul; each awaiting brilliant fuel: celestial silk for incubation, resonance, even blossoms, for starlight. Can we hear, for here I look inside to connect ONEness, cherish treasured light, recognizing every glow  -- substances creating an Earth to learn and grow.

May penetrating rays of intelligence inspire words of shared wisdom. May readers of this blog open minds when 'listening' … 2 … a warm teardrop upon palms, a thorn razor puncturing willing hearts, a lead anchor upon leaping solar plexus', or simply a sensitive massage for worn soles.

We are inside, even as magnificent symbols from our dreams try to rectify individual wants within daily, wrinkly rend lives. May we SEA, and HERE, clearly, awaken our path like a straight vertex, reflecting each curve … even as we tasted bitter, to REALize sweet, even as we've touched trembling lips of one another. Please let these words flow, please… to all, love scot

---- (again these are myspace i wrote and posted today)

saw gateway and thought about  "gatewhey"  … the music message, the essence, the power for my new myspace friend.
With the whey we take proteins from all cream. Cream, we know about from each churning. This stems from female power. Can we remember being babies… Thanks for being here.

yes this was 9-9-9 blog and felt it time to connect our essence, our shining soul, in all numbers, every day, every moment of awareness, peace,  love scot

----

hi ananda,
just read your Rumi quote
""The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along." ~ RUMI"

seems another spiritual my myspace friend...
anyway, I would love to flow with poetic words… sometimes i try this when connecting with another....
so

to those billow pillowing clouds above
let us rest in our weekend love
yet, we want sooo much to soar
then, wish for a giant roar,
even as a missed kitten
curls in our sunshine warmth
purring upon laps,
irony in percussion that can relax
especially on a blue sky sunday
where we all like to say,
just another breath of perfection
or just another shimmering leaf
when reading Leaves of Grass,
temporary forgetting about reality
to appreciete our varied greens:
released hang ups of moneys
for us to be free,
in fact, turn a treasured key
and thank hearts following melodies
singing and swaying to beats
breaking upon waves, today

hello... here's another mellow sun sign
did we meet before, upon the pier
holding silent hands
between our time glass of sand
remembering...
remembering again,
again, my my my crystal friend.

I did talk with my sister, today, who was catching some sun on the grass. Anyway… I like to write and hope some of my imagery and meaning connects with you

ps I will put the next one in a comment