Diamonds Are From Forever Silent, they speak of the elemental: clear as water, clear as air, bright as fire, sparkling as sunlight, hot from the Sun, cold as ice, yet created out of blackest earth by forces beyond our imagination and I wouldn’t be surprised if one day they’ll be found to emit a sound so far beyond heard sound that only dolphins and eagles may hear it a thousand miles away and smile; elemental, the most beautiful paradox of the so practical, created world and sparkling at the throat, on ears, the haloed tiara on the up-piled hair, but most of all, upon the outstretched finger - look - silent, they speak: he loves me; or, I am loved; or, this is the love I draw to me; or, this is the love I have in me to give silent, they speak of the spark of a severed sun, spinning a solar system of such solemn, sparkling paradox – a burning Sun, a fertile planet Earth, revolving around each other like forever lovers who need each other to be one - an incandescent mass of already cooling planet beyond all measured heat; of something even beyond paradox, that could create by laws of nature which we can only now begin to imitate, something so ordinary a pebble yet so beautiful when polished, treasured, that it’s a metaphor for love; silent, sparkling with the laughing, bright-eyed question - who created love? Michael Shepherd
Posted on: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 21:00:18 +0000
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