The sound of the flute, soothes my soul
A heartache acute, a longing uncontrolled
My body is aching, my mind is numb
My eyes are failing, I can eat only crumbs
But once I was young, my mind sharp as a tack
And life was a song, and there was no lack
I thought back to those moments, when I played with my mates
Jumping in puddles, no cares no complaints
Is life a blessing, or is it a curse?
What was its purpose, did I deftly traverse?
What were its components, pleasing or grim?
Did the Gods chant a lament or a blessed hymn?
My mind is uneasy, my body is fading
I'm old and so weary, I'm slowly decaying
I long for some comfort, my heart is in pain
Then the sound of the flute, begins again.
~x~
The sound of the flute is so soothing and so comforting.
And those that hear Lord Krishna's flute are truly blessed.
Written for:
Poetry Jam - Age, Aged, Aging
Real Toads - Curse
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it is good to find those comforts where we can...i think aging provides us somethings we are too busy to appreciate in our youth....but it also takes away things we once relied on...and we have to learn how to live again in new ways.
ReplyDeletestill waiting to see if you reply from PJ
Deletei guess you may pick up a few more readers dropping a link at dverse
hope you take the time to read others there.
since you did not at Poetry Jam.
Hey Brian, I will eventually get around to reading and usually visit the blogs that post comments on mine first. But I haven't done the rounds yet. Thanks for the reminder.
DeleteThanks Brian for your thoughts on my poem. Yes both youth and old age have blessings and curses and hopefully we see the blessings in both.
DeleteThe idea that there's a plan or a purpose that could be missed stands out to me...I've thought about that before...when decisions and choices must be made...one could unendingly weigh on just what's at stake...well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks Hannah, The choices and decisions we make definitely determine how we walk that path. I too often wonder if there was some purpose or plan that was missed in a choice I made.
DeleteAh! such a lovely poem, soothing to heart and soul.
ReplyDeleteThanks Vandana.
DeleteI can hear the melody emanating from the flute , Suzy. lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kalpana.
DeleteBeautiful words Suzy. A play of contradictions ...the aches and the soothes blend in so well here.
ReplyDeleteThanks Vinodini. Glad you liked it.
DeleteI think the flute always exists. Sometimes we have to listen for it closer than at other times. But it is always there...if we take heed.
ReplyDeleteThat is so true Mary - that it always exists and we need to pay attention to hear it.
DeleteI like the questions you ask yourself as time passes. I agree that we do hope we delftly traverse this life.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gabriella. I often wonder if I'm journeying deftly.
DeleteMusic and hope are perfect partners and the way you make this poem sing is lovely
ReplyDeleteThanks Alan. Glad you liked it.
DeleteI love the comfort and the uplifting feeling of hope, in the closing lines when the flute is heard.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry. The flute is so comforting.
DeleteWhat a lovely curse poem. I do hope that life really is a blessing (at least I think it is).
ReplyDeleteThanks Razzamadazzle. All in all life is definitely a blessing!
Deletereflective and in the end, uplifting... ~
ReplyDeleteThanks Grapeling. Wanted to end on a positive note.
DeleteThe song of the flute...soothing and uplifting.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
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Thanks Kay. The sound of the flute is mesmerises me. I'm sure there's more to it than we know.
DeleteI like your use of the flute in this. To me flute music can be both soothing and sad (and a lot more now that I think of it). I hope to come out thinking my life was a blessing at least for myself!
ReplyDeleteThanks Peggy. I also think that when all things balance out, my life is a blessing. I love the flute - something mesmerising about it.
DeleteI like this as a metaphor: "I can eat only crumbs"
ReplyDeleteThanks Anne. I watched how my dad who enjoyed his food and had hearty meals, eventually ate so much less than he used to before. Those words came from that memory.
DeleteWow Suzy, you invoke much philosophy in your lines! Well done and thanks for participating in the out of standard!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Isadora, glad to participate and glad you liked my lines.
DeleteYour poem is magic ...
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen
DeleteDeep questions... as I age I realize more about the disconnect between body and mind (or spirit) so I love the tension you've forged through aches of the body and flute soothing music of the spirit.
ReplyDeleteThanks Georgeplaceblog. Glad you got the essence of my poem.
DeleteLife can be so painful...is painful. I have wondered at times if I missed my path. Beautiful piece
ReplyDeleteThanks Susie. I think at some point we all ponder that question. But my belief is that we never truly miss our path as the sound of the flute brings us back onto it.
DeleteI can identify with this poem on several levels. It is exquisite!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathy. Glad it spoke to you.
DeleteBeautiful poem with so much depth. My husband plays the flute too, so this resonates with me on more than one level :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Shailaja. Oh wow how cool that your hubby plays the flute. Such a beautiful musical instrument.
DeleteBeautiful poem suzy :) Feels soothing :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Swathi.
DeleteSo beautiful, Suzy! :) Woww...
ReplyDeleteThanks Shalini. Glad you liked it.
DeleteLovely, Suzy. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Laurel.
DeleteOh! Suzy! Tis so beautiful and innocent of a life that went by...We are all travelers in this world where we seek inner happiness.
ReplyDeleteThanks Vishal. And when life gets too hard, then Lord Krishna's flute comforts us.
DeleteLovely. Loved the way you rhymed it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Geeta.
Deletequestions ..we all ask and try to seek answers..very nice Suzy
ReplyDeleteThanks Arathi and welcome to my blog.
DeleteYouth and age both have blessings and curses all of their own.Great questions to ponder in this poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks CC. Well said that both youth and age have blessings and curses and what prevails is what we focus on.
DeleteAging can bring such uncertainty and sadness. Enjoyed how you ended on an upbeat note! I used to play flute, so I agree it's wonderful :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Sara, oh how wonderful that you play the flute.
DeleteYour flute imagery makes this so unique. A lovely response to the prompt!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary. Eventually our connection with spirit is our salvation.
DeleteI love the flute! Haunting.
DeleteI love it too Rosemary. It's melody is mesmerising.
DeleteWell from the perspective of a quietly declared existentialist . . . The reason for life is to live and if you live life with passion accepting all that comes your way, that passion will define your purpose, not a purpose assigned to you but one that you have chosen for yourself. To me the flute represents God's support as it whispers to your soul.
ReplyDeleteThanks Stormcat. That's exactly how I view the flute and it is comforting.
DeleteI was saddened by the response to aging in this piece. I know many feel this way.
ReplyDeleteOh I didn't mean to make anyone sad Kim. I hoped that the sound of the flute that comforts gives it a lift.
DeleteBeautifully composed,Suzy! Flute reminds me of Hari Prasad Chaurasia..The flute is the symbol of spiritual call, the call of divine love of Krishna. ... .It is so satisfying when one is able to hit the right notes instantly!! l loved this!
ReplyDeleteThanks Panchali. I love the flute. It's melody is so soothing and mesmerising. When we hear Kanha's bansuri, we are truly blessed.
DeleteA deep reflection on an ever-topical question that so many thinkers throughout the ages have tried to answer...
ReplyDeleteSo true and there are of course no confirmed answers! Thanks for dropping by Nicholas.
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