[MD] another glimpse of Lila

[Heather Perella]

Marsha:
>  From 'In Light of India' by Octavio Pas,
> ", the poet Bhartrihari (seventh century?) writes:
>     Why all these words and empty prattle?
>     Two worlds alone are worth a man's devotion.
>     The youth of beautiful women wearied by heavy
> breasts
>  And full of fresh wine's heady ardor for sport,
>     Or the forest..."
>   woods, woods, woods,


SA:  Ardor... I looked this word up.  The word spirit
came up.  I love this word.  I'm actually currently
writing about spirit in a story.  Spirit has many
connotations.  I find this poem above brings out a
good connotation for what I like about spirit.  The
intensity, the passion, also, meshed with well-being
and wildness.  As in the horse's spirit couldn't be
broken.  The horse is alive, well, and in touch with a
beauty that the flowers in the field with all their
colors glorify as the sun's ray's dashing across the
rippling creek.  Blue's, white's, pink's, green - long
live this green shading and toning, darker and
brighter, and as this "empty prattle" can go no
further - I bow, in honor. 

          aaawweee...
 
      The sheer strength
      The explosion into
                 - a million pieces.
       trees, shhhhh... everywhere.

the spirit of the woods,
SA  


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