geek I am
Sam Craft
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A Whisper
I whisper this.
Sit now my angel and breathe.
Sit now my angel and see.
Sit now in the gratitude and light surrounding you and understand you are never alone.
That behind what you see, beyond the senses that pertain to your perception is more than is imaginable.
You…and this is the whisper…remember only a whisper…
You are like the flower in the field of wild flowers.
Only you are every color, and even beyond color.
There is a whole world behind color, an entire spectrum unknown to thine eyes.
And within the spectrum is how the world speaks.
How life speaks.
I whisper of vibrations that turn the tiniest undetectable existence into magnificent form.
I whisper of the stream of consciousness that can build an entire city of what would seem gold in less than a second.
In that there is not time. It already exists before it is thought.
And this gold is but a light. The light of the spectrum. Everything is and will be a light of the spectrum.
And there is nothing to fear in this light. All is light. Light in weight, light in feeling, light in attitude, light in every feasible way.
The burden in this way is lifted. No pressure. No pain. No air that need be breathed. No feet that need walk. No gratitude because everything is. There is nothing to be ungrateful for, so in this there is no opposite. Only existence.
But remember this is but a whisper.
How can I explain to a flower what it is like to see when she has no eyes?
How can I explain to a bear what it is to borrow, when he takes what he needs?
How can I explain to a bird what it is to be free, when he only knows cage?
How can I explain to a child what it means to be without being when she only knows being?
You see, I only whisper.
But in my whispers you remember.
A part of you always remembers.
~ Sam Craft, July 2012
A Breath ( A short goofy tale of love)
I woke up with the sniffles, a little sneezing, too
And I remembered at the parade, I had stepped out in front of you
That strong daddy walking by, with the child on his shoulders
He asked her to cover her face. but it was too late, all ready over
She had spattered and splattered, her sneeze straight towards your face
A shower of toddler headed right to your place
No umbrella to be found, and no time to run
I dodged out in front, and my body I spun
I jet out before you, a mommy to save
All the glorious spit-fall, coming your way
And just to be sure, I breathed in real quick
Sucked in all the germs, so you wouldn’t get sick
~ Sam Craft, July 2012
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I think I realized what love is for me. It’s that feeling I get when I want to breathe in and suck up all the danger, pain, sadness, and fear for someone else, so he or she doesn’t have to feel it. That’s what love is to me: A deep breath in….that’s all….one deep breath in. Sigh…..how I do adore with all of me.
Everyday Asperger's 
I remember THAT little girls sneeze! Weird. Nice hair day, Sam!
🙂 Thanks for the comment, Mr. Bob…funny how you would remember it….. 🙂
Love the words and the photos.. but specially the smile…A deep breath of love, to save a loved one, is a true expression of love… if it could only be, how often I’ve said to my wife, if I could I would take all the pain and discomfort of her cancer from her… she must just keep the cancer… fare I think…
I did not know about your wife’s health challenge. I am so sorry to hear of this. I can imagine how your heart must ache for your loved one. You must love her so dearly, to want to take her pain away, as you do. May your love for her and hers for you, give you strength. Take care. And I appreciate your words, as always. ~ Sam
So very awesome!
Thank you kindly 🙂
I have had that feeling about love, too. It has to do with breathing, I am sure.
Yes….the breath of life and love. Thank you for the visit. Light to you. Sam 🙂
“I think I realized what love is for me. It’s that feeling I get when I want to breathe in and suck up all the danger, pain, sadness, and fear for someone else, so he or she doesn’t have to feel it. That’s what love is to me: A deep breath in….that’s all….one deep breath in. Sigh…..how I do adore with all of me.”
I love you heart, you make me smile….you KNOW why I’m smiling. 🙂
I will come back and read your poem later. My silly netbook is jumping all over the place. I need my pc and *CAL is too busy playing club penguin.
Love you so very much. Me. xxx 🙂 ❤
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you, your and you’re get me every time. 🙂 stoopid dyslexia.
I love your heart, too 🙂 ❤ Yep… I know why you are smiling. hehehe
Hugs Cutie. 🙂 Sam
I say you are channeling again dear sea sister… especially up till this part which I think may be you coming back to you…. and i loved it…. so incredibly true —there is no explaining to do — just whisper – beautiful…
‘But remember this is but a whisper.
How can I explain to a flower what it is like to see when she has no eyes?
How can I explain to a bear what it is to borrow, when he takes what he needs?
How can I explain to a bird what it is to be free, when he only knows cage?
How can I explain to a child what it means to be without being when she only knows being?
You see, I only whisper.’
Also adored your sweet poem – and photos..especially your big smile today ~ like geek effect 🙂 xo
Hi sea sister. 🙂 Glad you enjoyed. You are so very kind and sweet. Just finished a long walk….cloudy but warm. Your sea sister smiling geeky gal. 🙂 Sam
🙂 here too.. cloudy muggy weather… storm approaching, can feel it.
How can I explain a wonderful poet, how touching is her words. 🙂 Beautiful writing Sam.
MY favorite part is-
“How can I explain to a flower what it is like to see when she has no eyes?
How can I explain to a bear what it is to borrow, when he takes what he needs?
How can I explain to a bird what it is to be free, when he only knows cage?
How can I explain to a child what it means to be without being when she only knows being?”
Thanks for sharing our beautiful thoughts with us. 🙂
Awe….how kind are you??? Thanks so much. 🙂 Sam
This one made me tear up, truly. Such beautiful words. I think of the beauty of my son in this post. And in the end, of how deeply and innocently you love all of us – we love you back just as much, especially me. Your writing is divine.
You know, you are truly so special in the world of adults within the spectrum. Your light, your love and kindness draws so many near to you. I am grateful every day (haha- “Everyday Asperger’s!) that you are here. xoxo 🙂
Oh….what a dear, dear comment that I shall cherish. Thank you so much for your words. Now I’m all teary-eyed….and your timing is perfect, as I’ve been doubting myself as of late, and if I’m doing anyone justice on the spectrum. Awe…..thank you for being a part of my life. And your boy…what a precious light and gift to the world…his face alone is like looking at an angel on earth. I am rereading your words and now weeping…..thank so much sweet friend. ~ me