*
.
images are but
borrowing from reality
which needs to express
inner pulsions
.
words are but knitting
of thoughts not
yet fully born
savory ephemeral
.
.
stepping stones
are my favorite
to advance
from the inside out
to a nicer view
.
from the outside in
for a more intimate look
as long as
even silence
is a traveling motion
.
.
annamosca 
Your poem reminds me of many theological thoughts, especially this quote: “Silence is a mystery of the future age, words are mere implements of this world.” ~ St. Isaac of Syria
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So true! A real pearl, thank you.
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Absolutely brilliant! I’m not sure “pulsions” as actually a word but it works perfectly in this context. I keep saying this about most of Anna’s poems, but this is one of my favorites.
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LOL Tracy thank you for your feed back and for appreciating my work! It is true that being bilingual and an artist I quite often invent new words and use them not only in my speaking but in writing too, yet this one does exist! 😛
Here you go: pulsion /pul·sion/ (pul´shun) a pushing forward or outward. pul·sion (p l sh n). n. A swelling or pushing outward. pulsion [pul´shun]. a pushing outward.
🙂
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