Poem: An Introduction

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May 3 by The Running Son

Villa del Desierto - Desert Villa by Wain Jordan

Villa del Desierto – Desert Villa by Wain Jordan

 

 

An Introduction

 

 

It’s time I introduce me, myself.
Hi, I’m Jim. Glad to meet you.
Maybe we met before. I wouldn’t know,
there are possibilities though,
interesting the directions this could go in,
Perhaps we met

but couldn’t know a friends face
from a strangers soul. And so it goes
in this particular time, universal age,
space or unfortunate case
for a self we dwell in, or sin we sow.
It’s quite possibly true. I say possible

because I only grow
in directions of impulses I know that I know
for sure are golden and prospect-able; revelations
and surging illumination that corresponds
to emanating signals
from my intuition

and senses,
messages
form The Ground. Yes,
I hear Her wholly, I hear You,
that old worldly-wise presence and authority, the Cosmic Sound

Ohm.

The Everything and All.
Could anyone but She ever know me?

 

 

 

by Jim Aldrich

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END

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43 thoughts on “Poem: An Introduction

  1. Ann Koplow says:

    I’m so glad our paths have crossed here today. Thanks for all you give.

  2. Gede Prama says:

    Amazing, Thank you for writing which is quite good and best wishes always, and greetings

  3. Morgan says:

    Hi Jim, very nice to meet you. This is a very interesting introduction indeed….very playful, very soulful….very intriguing 🙂

  4. Hai sir J. Nice meeting you:)

  5. FlutePlayer says:

    Nice to meet you.

  6. Wow I like this! You seem to be reaching deep down and pulling up gold! Jim I believe our hearts are capable of loving and knowing and being known by a good handful of loving souls. Each love is different so more deeper then others but as we grow so does our capacity to love and know! I hope your heart is doing well! Nice to meet you Jim!

  7. WilderSoul says:

    OH! Suddenly I saw it! There’s lots of stairways and walls, and a house at the end of it all. I could see it in 3D, instead of flat colour! (The painting, that is!) Nice!

  8. nice – like who is it that one met, someone familiar, someone yet alien.
    missing your presence at my new posts though – so come view – good wishes

  9. Ms. Vee says:

    Hello Jim, thank you for visiting and the like on my blog. Your blog is amazing. I will revisit without a doubt. Have a great day!

  10. Sky Vani says:

    Wow Jim, I am delighted! Thanks for visiting my blog. I think that you just got a new fan! 🙂

  11. […] go •Poem: blurry picture poem •manic of a lifetime •poem: when i see you in heaven •Poem: an introduction •Poem: eye-poem •crash •controlled-crash •poetry is for the soul food is for the body […]

  12. Did you just write this today? You’re amazing.

    • yes.. I’ll explain more later, but I wrote a long one, finally decided to privatize it and break it up and that’s what I’m doing now. Wrote these 60% last night in the one, but that poem works much better in 3 or 4 parts. I’m liking them, and glad you are too, my busyminded girl. 😉

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