Sorry human being, I thought I was posting on the Freedom post, and I was talking about my favorite song Bobby McGee. Your poem is lovely and original, maybe it will be my favorite poem, but I can't think of a song that it calls to mind.
If its any consolation to either of you, "Freedom's just another word, for nothing left to lose...
Nothing lefts not much, but it's free."
Feeling good is sharing... between Romantic Poetess and Human Being... and feeling good is good enough for me! (And it's probably more than good enough for Bobby McGee.) Kris K. is my favorite musician, more or less, of all time. Ha! Thanks.
yes! sharing is all! that's what crow always says... thanks a lot dear Poetess and dear Andy for sharing your precious words...
Andy... this came to me after reading your words... for you:
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once i thought i'm free flying in the sky and walking on the land till i came upon a tree: i learned how to travel while i was motionless how to get while giving how to find while losing how to live while dying
Such a lovely homage to my favorite song.
ReplyDeletethanks dear new friend!
ReplyDeletei'm not much into songs... can you help me and tell me about your favorite song? you made me so curious!
:)
Sorry human being, I thought I was posting on the
ReplyDeleteFreedom post, and I was talking about my favorite song Bobby McGee. Your poem is lovely and original, maybe it will be my favorite poem, but I can't think of a song that it calls to mind.
If its any consolation to either of you, "Freedom's just another word, for nothing left to lose...
ReplyDeleteNothing lefts not much, but it's free."
Feeling good is sharing... between Romantic Poetess and Human Being... and feeling good is good enough for me!
(And it's probably more than good enough for Bobby McGee.) Kris K. is my favorite musician, more or less, of all time. Ha! Thanks.
yes!
ReplyDeletesharing is all!
that's what crow always says...
thanks a lot dear Poetess and dear Andy for sharing your precious words...
Andy...
this came to me after reading your words... for you:
.
once i thought i'm free
flying in the sky
and walking on the land
till i came upon a tree:
i learned how to travel
while i was motionless
how to get
while giving
how to find
while losing
how to live
while dying
.
Dearest Human, the poem that just came is amazing. Sounds like you are a student of the Tao.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
glad you liked it...
ReplyDeletetao is the path... all we need to learn is on the path we travel on... :)