And So It Began...dedicated to Jon

[MichaelFirewalker]

into
the garden
one perfect drop
fell onto the top
of the great tree of life

it kept on falling
right down to the tip
of the last leaf
on the end
of its lowest
branch

the singular glitter
of this single point
danced there
suspended
on a shelf
of warm air

inside it
a complete universe
turned

gave off
the brilliance
of emeralds

yearned
with green desire
to join another
exactly
like itself


while the fires of birth
watching over all
continued to turn
and burn
and

burn

[Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47]

Thank you for the dedication of this lovely poem, Michael.
Sometimes I think you and I are the same side of the same coin.

It is you who is the brilliant diamond in the rough. My heart's eyes look deeply into those of your heart's and expand with gratitude as your lifeblood courses through the circulatory system of your love.

[sandpiper]

This one shines bright, Michael, the universe gleaming emerald was a perfect touch, which brought a grand smile to my face.
I'm not so sure on the need for the garden of eden. I think I'd prefer it without that reference either starting with one perfect drop, or start at the beginning as is now with just garden instead of garden of eden.
Lovely write!
-piper

[Ron Wallace (Scotshawk)]

Love the structure as it moves the poem from top to bottom like the rain dripping down leaves and branches, love the fine use of language. Well written and well dedicated, Mick. Ron

[MichaelFirewalker]

Jon----

you and I are formed together
with no beginning

and with no end inside the eye
of the Beholder

who had decided to grow
so He could see Himself

and so He twinned Himself

and His twin became
as limitless as He

and was called
The Limitless One

the One without beginning
without end

the One who dwelt
inside the eye of the Beholder

just as we...


love ya,
michael

[MichaelFirewalker]

piper----I am so blessed you loved the emerald----it is sooo my Irish heart!----Maggie's too...

I should explain that the reason for Eden in the poem is that this is the actual story of the actual Tree of Life, and the process of creation, given in the Zohar, the twenty-three volume book through which one may become a student of Kabbalah----if a person decides to study Kabbalah, I imagine they continue the study in all of their succeeding lives, as it is far too great a work to be learned in just one lifetime, and perhaps can never be fully learned, as it is infinite in both depth and scope...

michael

[MichaelFirewalker]

Ron, I feel the warmth from your golden heart...it is so very fine...

humbled michael

[sandpiper]

No, I know, Michael, I just think just "garden" without the "of eden" would work for me just as well.... but, that's me...
as for the emerald, yeah, my freckles and I have finally become friends after all these years. :-)