Confidence: Confusion
At the side of the Bed
the knot came undone by itself,
and barely held by the sash
The robe slipped to my waist.
My friend, it is all I know: I was in his arms
and I can not remember who was who
or what we did or how.
-Vikatanitamba
Cunthia, that is a nice one!
ReplyDeleteSecretia
Yes, Secretia, so ethereal and dreamy.
ReplyDeleteVery sensual. I did not know about the Indian writings of Octavio Paz. I will have to read more of his work. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHello Loretta. Octavio Paz is such a magical
ReplyDeletepoet. I'm currently obsessed with Paz and
Rumi. Thank you for stopping by.
I apologize for the typo, OMG!
ReplyDeleteThis is what happens when pleasure overtakes the body, soul and mind . . . and the fact these lines have an Indian connection. Wow!!!
ReplyDeleteCynthia thanks for coming by the meanderings and leaving your insights. I appreciate your following as well.
A lovely Sunday to you.
Joy always,
Susan
Cynthia:
ReplyDeleteI thought you would like this:
"Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around."
~LEO BUSCAGLIA
Susan, Thank you so much for visiting and
ReplyDeleteleaving your perceptive comments.
Often it seems the Asian ethic is about
that caring touch, thinking about and
putting yourself in the other person's
place - kindness.
Yes, I know I have often underestimate the
value of the supposedly "little things"
but I've found these little things are
what testifies to the things that define
us as human. And these small joys are so
very, very needed.
Vowing to slow down and give these gems
of joy on a daily basis.
Please if you get a chance stop by and
read my dialogue with Eileen Tabios, I think
you will enjoy and relate. Thank you!
Beautiful and simply elegant in its construction.
ReplyDeleteHello Jane,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your wrods.