panta rhei – sestina

sometimes a river dances shining blue,
reflecting in its ripples wind's soft chime,
allowing leaves to shiver in its true
embrace, like rosaries of dust and time –
when river whirls like that, enjoy the view,
'tis then that all the strings around it rhyme.

and when the river, wind and sunlight rhyme
you'll see that suddenly all shades of blue
will turn to playful sheens, and all the view
will twin the chink of angels' voices chime -
when river whirls like that, it means it's time
to clear your heart and hear it beating true.

you'll be amazed how simple and how true
is the entire universe's rhyme
when you ignore the bounds of space and time
and dip your mind in river's hues of blue –
the bonds of nature's dreams are just a chime
embroidered on world's gossamery view.

just breathe – inhale the beauty of the view
and feel its fragrance, delicate and true,
imbibe yourself with river's purling chime.
when river's waves will be your breathing's rhyme
you will have learned a drop of wisdom blue
to nurture you until the end of time.

you'll see that there's no past or future time –
'tis only present guiding all the view.
the uselessness of human clocks' true-blue
becomes overt when what they draw as true
within the river's dancing doesn't rhyme,
when it reflects the world within a chime.

the river whirls and whispers in its chime
of ancient lessons crossing over time
to match the future lessons' ageless rhyme –
when river dances, bringing to your view
the timeless wisdom shining bright and true,
just listen to its ever-knowing blue –

within the rhyme of river's whirling chime
the neverending blue dissolves the time –
raw view of nature's essence streaming true.



Poetry by Lilly Negoi
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Written on 2012-12-13 at 09:01

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countryfog
Perhaps the most difficult and complex of forms . . . the art is to have it serve the poem and not the poem serve the form. You have accomplished that splendidly.
2012-12-13


M Heathcote
Like rosaries of dust and time –
when river whirls like that, enjoy the view,
'tis then that all the strings around it rhyme.
Your poem is magical, I love the repartition
Of the rhyming scheme the whole poem flows
Winding along like the river and time its self.
Just beautiful Lilly a true work of art.
2012-12-13