What do you Know

Know...! Like it, jag

I was feeling a bit
philosophical this morning.
Always a dangerous time...

A philosophical one indeed. Deep and questioning. I like it.

I think nobody ever knows someone else entirely. But sometimes there can be very well a link between two people who don't know each other and they might be able to feel each other anyway, to share their thoughts, ideas, experience. Words can be as well just symbols for those who think they know each other for ages.
Chi

Well said!

It's hard to know who someone is, but the biggest mystery is who you are.

This ink is a push for deep reflection.

Yes, exactly. Deep reflection
and exposing the real hidden
behind the facade.

I know your name as it is whispered in the wind
touching my heart as it breezes thru me  
 
I know you like the fragrance of a sweet purple rose  
knowing it is you that enlightens the senses of my soul
 
I know the meaning of your sweet words  
as they echo thru the night bouncing from the moon to me

Perhaps you do know me.  
I feel transparent, stripped
of all pretense by your poetic
response. Like a purple rose
in bloom, I am open.

As your poem is beautiful, your purple open rose is gorgeous and your heart is loving.  Xoxo :)

yes, jag...you are very knowable. Well said words.

Peace
Rev. Pete

By my poems you will know me...