Chemicals released
Rush, ride the red river
Seeking their home
Adrift, moved along the current, the pulsing rhythmic flow
Destiny dictates destination
Seeking their place, their reason
Empty spaces call out
Needing to be filled, fitted, finally whole
Need calls to need
Void longs for wholeness, for rest
Nearness excites, expands
Anticipation of consummation
Almost but not quite
Ecstasy, release, exquisite loss as two become one
Base matter transformed
Energy now rushing back to its source
Flesh now spirit soars free
Yet needing a tether, a link, a meaning
Feeling cataloged, sorted, processed
Needed to know
Dialectic now
Good – Bad, Happy – Sad, Yes – No, Less – More
To act, to refrain
To pursue, or retreat
To hide or to reveal all . . . . .
Longing to be naked and unashamed
Comments
13 responses to “Chemistry – Feelings (Audio)”
Wow… Your writings speak to me <3
Love…
Amazing verbal and written poetry. Thank you.
Oh! Get on with ya now. Maybe I’m just learning things from your writings! Dwayne Pride on NCIS: New Orleans would be proud of me.
See. Wise Groovy woman. 🙂
Feelingsss, Precious! (Grin) Well I was on the right track then. That’s what I was referring to. To ability to overcome the instinctual urges and response that surge through our system when someone pushes our buttons, for example.
Gollum how?
(Oh Lord! I’m starting to sound like Gollum. So much for proofreading!
Why does destiny dictate destination? Do we have so little control over our feelingsss?
I was writing about the physical chemical process. Brain commands body to release chemicals. They seek particular receptors. Combined they spark electrical impulse that is inrerpreted by brain/mind. Interpretation and reworking of the old hurtful programming is what we can learn to master not the chemistry. Retraining it though to work for us toward the hope of being naked and unashamed.
That’s right. Chemicals can be deCeiving.
Wow! Your poem is filled with honest feelings and emotion. Can I even say–passion. The expression of true Love cannot and will not be filled with shame.
It is the longing of all creation
Thank you for spending time with me.