Poem Commentary

Reassurances don't always require spoken words - only meditation.



I search for my strength,

            and there You are.

Here I am,

            wanting to let go.

Comfortably naked.

            Here You are.

There I am.


I search for myself,

            and there You are.

You come near

            and I become absent

Vaporized, morphed.

            Here we are.

There I am.


I search for You,

            and there You are

Here I am.

            Connected again.

A piece of one whole.

            Here we are.

Here we are.


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StandingBear commented on Returning


The golden beauty of silence surrounded you during this vulnerable time. Strength arrives through much meditation and patience. An exquisitely fluid write.



Bear, thank you for your poetic comments!

alexander316 commented on Returning


simple and beautiful in being so...the tempo allows you to flow when reading and i like the full circle the poem goes into...leaves room for self interpretation.nice



It's nice to have your work understood. Thank you.

RHPeat commented on Returning


And extremely well written poem Jean. Why not "here we are/ where we are." But the marvelous ghostly presence as the changing of time takes place within the depth of your poem is truly a spectacular event to experience when reading through your poem. It is almost like a shape shifter in presentation. // A poet friend// RH peat



I'm grateful for your kind words.

dancinghawk commented on Returning


ah, Jean, i love this! a lyrical exploration of connection ... you take us from "I" to "We" in a ... almost wave-like rhythm ... thx for the post!



What is given when we seek our source... :) I am grateful.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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Love, Leave me alone 6
I saw your face 4
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Until My Dying Day 11
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Returning 4
My Children's Mother 6
Fortunate Circumstance 2
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Untitled Conversation 4
Alone With God 6
Still Waters 7
The Soldiers Prayer 4
Slip Away From the Darkness 4