10/3/09
Free Bird:
Man, I’m telling you.
Rise!
Man, I’m telling you,
Don’t just stand…
Wave your hands,
Madly.
Pray..
She might…
Land.
Rise up man,
The winds,
They’ll carry her off…
Take root
In the earth
Which you both came from
Hesitations axe
Cuts you
Down
Man.
I’m telling you!
Rise….
Think that you're gliding out
ReplyDeletefrom the face of a cliff
like an eagle. Think you're walking
like a tiger walks by himself in the forest.
You're most handsome when you're after food...
RUMI
hi Alaina, i mean Ms. Neruda ;), your Post #2 reminds me of strength and it prompted me to search for this poem...oh and "rise" has been one of my favorite words for years now, i find your repetition of it really powerful here...and "hesitations axe" is perfect!!