Saturday, January 21, 2006And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears - Black Muddy River
I want to cry but can't. Maybe because I don't fully understand why. It's here though. In my heart, throat - not my mind . No connect, no understanding between mind and spirit. This time around, I want these tears for myself. So selfish.Maybe then I'll be able to spare one for you. Maybe not.
posted by Helen at 7:53 PM
9 Comments:
{{{{{{{Helen}}}}}}}}
the words, the images, i bleed. beautiful
Helen,
I've named my new blog in your honour. I'm new to blogs and haven't quite figured out how to do my friends links :-(
You have wrought another lovely message.
my blogsite is http://robbiesdeck.blogspot.com
Lots and lots of love, fellow wayfarer on life's journey.
I misspell, without a spellchecker, much to Mark's glee ;-)
Robbie
Your words are so beautiful {{hugs}}
Try listening to "Ripple". It is the last track in this show:http://www.archive.org/audio/etree-details-db.php?id=32090
Sometimes this song makes me cry, sometimes they are joyful tears.
Take care.
Thanks for the great post-I feel that way lots of the time but I don't have tears for anyone ever-not even myself-wish I did-thanks for the beautiful writing.
Helen, I wish I had the words to make whatever is bothering you not do so. Please know I'm with you in heart & thought.
Helen, thank you for the comment on my blog, I have added your site to my blogroll. Keep up the great work. :)
Matt
Empathy
http://e-m-p-a-t-h-y.blogspot.com
((((Helen))))
Why did it take me so long to recognize the poet in you?
How wonderful to be so ALIVE, to feel so much, and bless you, sweet Helen, to share.
With all the LOVE there is to heal broken hearts,
Robin
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