Heaven-Held.
Strange the interchange taking place
in human sensations.
The sound of rain on flat sea,
distant thunder, or small insect noises
transform into sight down in the ear.
The smell of fresh odours
appear as taste to the back of a nose.
Perceiving dampness on skin, fragility
of petals or the touch
of soft velvet is sensed too as hearing.
Dawn's wonder is sampled by more than
mere sight.
The presence of silence exudes a scent
which turns into feeling.
Birdsong's twitter invades eye-sight just
like it captivates ears.
Moments of noting translate by alchemy
to each of the reflective senses.
Yet who we are is really much more than
the sum of sensual traits.
The tower we are is lit by spirit guided by
divinity and cradled in sacredness.
We, a mixture of clay and angel are vastly
endowed and greatly blessed.
May we ever treat gently the heaven held
in our wondrous vessel.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Seeing the image pictured above the verse led my pen to word facts we may not be aware of - - human enrichment is more than a brain-scan can show.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
So well observed and expressed Fay
Love this Fay...
Just a very good poem
Fay, you humble me with your poetic expression of philosophy ... the realm of most of my poetic endeavors. "Moments of noting translate by alchemy to each of the reflective senses" is brilliant! To my mind, the reflective senses include the ones beyond the seven physical, those referred to as 'extra-sensory' perception that we tend to ignore ... the still, small voice within. Thank you for this beautiful, evocative poem!
A fine write Fay. I heard, maybe related in some way: If a tree falls in a forest, and no one is around, does it make a sound'? Erm, how could we find out?! Here's ends TUI - Today's Useless Information from me?!
Dunno why I thought of that question again, while reading this poem. I've brought in clay, well dust again, in me recent poem!
Love your poem Fay, you are right, there is so much more to us than just a bunch of atoms. A thought that popped into my head after reading this excellent poem is: If somebody would lose all his/her sensory perception (blind, deaf, etc.) would he/she still see, hear, feel, and smell solely in the brain?
Good question Fred - - the reach and ability of all our senses is simply unknown - - one day we will understand more their sheer complexity methinks. Thanks for the interesting comment my friend.
Very good write Fay.
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