Saturday, August 27, 2011

Light as the Breeze

Light as the Breeze

She stands before you naked
you can see it, you can taste it,
and she comes to you light as the breeze.
Now you can drink it or you can nurse it,
it don't matter how you worship
as long as you're
down on your knees.

So I knelt there at the delta,
at the alpha and the omega,
at the cradle of the river and the seas.
And like a blessing come from heaven
for something like a second
I was healed and my heart
was at ease.

~ ~ Leonard Cohen

This is my favorite poem. All time favorite. It even beats red wagons and snowy evenings and your one wild and precious life. And, yes, I do know it's a song, but the music is unnecessary and the words are instrumental.

Have you ever felt that feeling in the last three lines? What would you give to feel it again?



  1. Don't remember feeling it.

    Don't think I ever will.

  2. Yes,I have had a very blessed life. I have had that experience many times but I have to recognize that it is fleeting and to have appreciation without heartache. Some things are only meant to be experienced in momentary bliss.

    I too really like Leonard Cohen but I find it hard to like anyones poetry more than my own. However,the pairing of Cohens words and Klimts "The Kiss" was a brilliant and poignant choice.

    Just for the record,I want you to know that I think you are brilliant and fascinating. You remind me of a beautiful rosebud and each time I learn more about you another petal opens to expose even more beauty.

  3. Hey, what happened to those pictures of the pole dancing?

  4. In perhaps a totally self-centered act, my comment to this post deserved its own post.

    Thanks. <3

  5. Wow, Vapor. Thank you. Your wife is a lucky woman, I think. I agree about those fleeting moments, but it's hard not to want more. Here's a song from _Into the Woods_ that addresses this very dilemma.

    I had a crazy, busy day socializing today, but a photo of me dancing on the pole will go up tomorrow night. I promise. I have to get them from my son. ;-)

  6. Autodidact, I can only repeat the comment I left on your blog: Beautiful. You brought me to tears. Hold on to that moment. It's real.