Post!
In boot camp, when a drill instructor yelled post, the guide was supposed to do something with his flag. I forget what it was, but anyway. That's post for you.
Today I have off. Plenty of time for thinking and planning. What am I thinking and planning, you ask?
I sincerely believe that the deepest and truest parts of us create our desires. Those are the things we should listen to more than anything else. When we do, something happens to create a path in the direction of fulfillment. Even when it seems like we can't have those things, if we go about it with an open heart, then the unimaginable comes into light and the path is suddenly there. I have seen this in my own life too many times to doubt.
I have a desire. I see the path. But I have to end THIS one first. Hence the thinking and planning. Because after that, it's back to Missouri.
Now, a poem.
Complex Clarity
In writing
The immediate misgivings of the heart
Are presented
The delicate portrait of emotion
Is shown
And meaning that is only felt
Is lost
I am here with my heart in my hands
Sure of what I feel
Unsure of what to say
Not confused, but limited
Unable to hand you the piece of myself
Only able to paint a scant picture
With drivel and time
But there is a union that is so perfect
That those words don’t matter
Magically, all that is felt is unlimited
I can stand with my delicate thoughts
Placed in a single complex emotion
And you cannot only see it
But you can feel it, know it, live it
And have it as your own
This union is so special
That it can exist only between two people
Me to you or you to him
A complete marriage of souls
Where that complex clarity is only a sliver
Of all the gifts that are received
It being the building foundation
Whereupon Heaven rests
Two souls are bound together
For time and all eternity
Into one whole that eliminates evil
And on the outset, is capable of perseverance
For after this life
When your one spirit ascends to meet Him
All glory will be unto Him
All experiences lived through
Perfection finally reached
Ready for anything
Standing over the brink of eternity
And staring into God’s own eyes
Is your love strong enough
To reach that point?
Are you?
So here I am
My words yet again having failed
To express all that I see
All that I feel and know
But my love flows ever deeper
And is becoming ever harder to express
I await my own clarity
2007 Christopher Stone
Today I have off. Plenty of time for thinking and planning. What am I thinking and planning, you ask?
I sincerely believe that the deepest and truest parts of us create our desires. Those are the things we should listen to more than anything else. When we do, something happens to create a path in the direction of fulfillment. Even when it seems like we can't have those things, if we go about it with an open heart, then the unimaginable comes into light and the path is suddenly there. I have seen this in my own life too many times to doubt.
I have a desire. I see the path. But I have to end THIS one first. Hence the thinking and planning. Because after that, it's back to Missouri.
Now, a poem.
Complex Clarity
In writing
The immediate misgivings of the heart
Are presented
The delicate portrait of emotion
Is shown
And meaning that is only felt
Is lost
I am here with my heart in my hands
Sure of what I feel
Unsure of what to say
Not confused, but limited
Unable to hand you the piece of myself
Only able to paint a scant picture
With drivel and time
But there is a union that is so perfect
That those words don’t matter
Magically, all that is felt is unlimited
I can stand with my delicate thoughts
Placed in a single complex emotion
And you cannot only see it
But you can feel it, know it, live it
And have it as your own
This union is so special
That it can exist only between two people
Me to you or you to him
A complete marriage of souls
Where that complex clarity is only a sliver
Of all the gifts that are received
It being the building foundation
Whereupon Heaven rests
Two souls are bound together
For time and all eternity
Into one whole that eliminates evil
And on the outset, is capable of perseverance
For after this life
When your one spirit ascends to meet Him
All glory will be unto Him
All experiences lived through
Perfection finally reached
Ready for anything
Standing over the brink of eternity
And staring into God’s own eyes
Is your love strong enough
To reach that point?
Are you?
So here I am
My words yet again having failed
To express all that I see
All that I feel and know
But my love flows ever deeper
And is becoming ever harder to express
I await my own clarity
2007 Christopher Stone