Conversation with the Heart

Conversation with the Heart
(Naomi Stone with Manoj Juneja)

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World of Heart ….. by Manoj Juneja

Heart to Heart response….. by Naomi Stone

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Manoj:
My pen works not with my mind, for

it breaks the nib and spreads the ink

it swears the world ~ hesitates not

to scribble and strike off all written

to crumple and fill the bin

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Naomi:
the thinking mind blocks the flow

the heart beats out a throbbing rhythm

that stirs the blood to glow

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Manoj:
the wandering mind ~ nibbling mouse

silent pen in still silence ~ placid state

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Naomi:
everything yields

to this sacred sign of life

suspended in a fertile breath

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Manoj:
so serenely it lays dormant

knowing well, a thought above the mind

would rise to raise it in ardent hands

to flow the ink in patterned harmony

an imprinting life on heart ~ blank white

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Naomi:
a writer’s life sometimes hangs

in the balance

of an enchanting dance

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Manoj:
creating dews of arch with rainbow thoughts

a gateway to glorious wondrous wonderland

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Naomi:
the garden is drenched with colored tears

falling beneath the gaze of the beloved’s brow

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Manoj:
to touch the hearts in sweats of tears

evaporating life of pain ~ joy ~ from saline lake

crystals shine on earth of warmth and love

which sipped away it all in dreamy wave

yes ~ light of life the sound of joy of wonderland

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Naomi:
musical cries and sensuous sighs

awaken the sleeping colors trapped inside

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Manoj:
a child~play was on its way hopping in glory

on green grass with daisy, poppy, heather,gladiolus

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Naomi
a little child will lead us…to remembrance

of the carefree moments of fireflies

and seeking answers from forget me nots

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Manoj:
to follow the fickle flight ~ butterfly

with caterpillar feed leaf in matchbox

with twig taller than self to scare crows

bread crumbs to feed cat fish in wells

the swaying eagles , imaging clouds ~ lying sight

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Naomi:
learning more from nature’s store

than schoolroom chatter that didn’t matter

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Manoj:
opens gateways to sky stairs ~ rising sunrays

youth played sliding on moon beams dreams

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Naomi:
heaven’s playground opened wide

as we slid inside without a sound

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Manoj:
never grew ~ for heart pristine

only knew language love

age no bar ~ smile so precious

in tears and joy it worked miracles

creating a world of heart …….

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Naomi:
the veil was lifted

as a deep joy filled the senses

and heart touched heart in innocence

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~~~Part of ‘Flow’ through Manoj Juneja~~~