Gale Force

GALE FORCE

Beware the winds, love
That blow away certitude
Or identity

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on May 6, 2015, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. TORNADOES IN THOUGHT

    Winds lift us away
    Muddled in an addled mind
    Who are we when lost?

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    • WHAT DOEST THOU HERE?

      Within the turmoil
      Persists a still small voice.
      The eye of the storm

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      1 Kings 19:11-13King James Version (KJV)

      11 And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake:

      12 And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.

      13 And it was so, when Elijah heard it, that he wrapped his face in his mantle, and went out, and stood in the entering in of the cave. And, behold, there came a voice unto him, and said, What doest thou here, Elijah?

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