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Saturday, November 2, 2013

The infinite hit





Oh Infinite hit
pulsing invisible rhythm-ed
impulse rippling unto creation-emits
dancing among the whispers in the tear-misted distance
whispers of those who wait with
infant-empty-arms
who kneel in supplicated-winding-queue
with each frustrated fist curled
precise, plaintive and pleading
waiting, working, wailing, whispering
for their Infinite hit 
to finally, finally, finally  
burst 
free 







7 comments:

  1. You rocked the words today. Well wordled!

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  2. burst free is what I should like to do. Wonderful wordle.

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  3. Caw! Caw! I'm all for bursting free!

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  4. I wonder, what an infinite hit would feel like for other people… I have twice had "infinite hit" experiences (or what I would consider infinite hits) during deep meditation… and other times out in nature or with loved ones… that deep expansive connection that in the joining opens the heart and consciousness wide open.

    Please consider yourself officially invited to participate this year's 5th Annual Gratitude (word) Quilt. Instructions and a link that explains the origins of this project can be found at the top of my blog. In past years there have been participants from every continent except for Antarctica. I hope you'll join us. It wouldn't be the same without you Pearl.

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  5. infant-empty-arms..that line burst forth..explosive write..

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  6. I'm definitely for bursting free! Well wordled!

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  7. This mere male thought there is more than bursting free to be a woman here for there are also the responsibilities, joys and achievements in the whole of life. Many of the barriers are of our own or societies making. Climb your mountain.

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