New Thought; 1,000th Post

I asked God for a new thought.
Something new, something interesting.
Something to occupy my mind.
And I had found Phenomenology.

The experience of witnessing a green flash---
Rather, it's not as important to me
As the writer who witnesses it
And communicates it.
And by communicating it
I feel what she felt.

To feel what she felt---
To know the Green Flash upon the horizon.
It is more of an experience to me
That I see it through a writer's eye.
For, if I see it, I feel one way.
If she feels it, I feel her way.
And I do.
For, the beauty of communication
The liquor of our words
Expresses the feelings.
I feel their liquor.
I feel their drunkenness.
I experience their experience.

And to me, this is valuable.
As much as Logos can communicate truth---
As much as logos can communicate peace.
What's more impressive is that Tolstoy
Made me feel the gift of childbirth
And made me feel the gift of marriage.
And other writers, too,
In my book of Prose Poems
Or Byron or Yeats
Or Ovid, make me feel the ancient
Liquors which I shun.
And safely I navigate them
Without having sinned.
And I understand their liquor...
Yet, know the feelings are false.

That is how I know,
O wise ones,
That your ways are hollow.