“There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.” – John Muir
“I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I’m lost in the music. Until I am the music–notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it’s okay because when I’m the music, I’m not me. Not sad. Not afraid. Not desperate. Not guilty.” – Jennifer Donnelly
“Harmony, gee I really love you and I want to love you forever, and dream of the never, never, never leaving harmony.” – Bernie Taupin/Elton John
For clear eyed I will rise on the season with this night past dead.
The pathway seems as I remember it, just colder with ghost of the path, a shame it is under the hillside, hidden so well in the past. The Alder it stands in a thicket, begging for a witch’s command, saying in spirits communion, let go of something you can. Dysphoria enters my neurons, shaking as old men or young men can do, when they ready their soul, to enter the darkness and fight the terror they knew. The twisted trail below Harmony bears thorns as depravity can. It matters not the story, the season that made life stall. The cold, cold touch of the daemon, his shadow that started it all. “Remand”, I say to the forest, “here where rotting leaves lay”. “Remand, the innocent childhood” from that flat stone where my young body lay”.
The Callaway plant lights the horizon, in the cold Missouri night. It sends its radioactive burdens to light my past burdens flight. The signs on the trail say “Jesus”, he makes your sins not right, and I wonder where was “Jesus”, when the boy on the flat rock cried. For there I hid in my secrets, the shadows they ran away. Daemon, I called you in thunder, you could not look at me the next day. However, I hid you in secret, those many years ago. Now I come upon this bare night, and strike the flat rock to let you go. Without malice you must go. You must go. For in the pools of frozen water, reflects a sight. Some do their deeds in darkness. Still, natures mirror is a light that holds keys. What dies here awaiting winter will seek the spring and rise to fly the wind, so free.
The pathway seems as I remember it, with Harmony up ahead, twisting turning, leafless branches tie and untie again. The Barred Owl cries in abandon, the sky grows rosy red, ashes to ashes, from my lost boyhood, something fills my head. No matter of all my transgressions, those omissions I might have stead. Adonai, the one who finds me, has led my soul until fed. This flat rock in this forest, beneath my minor head, provided me with strength of a union that spirit, never dead. There is no surviving in union, no victimization, to shed, for clear eyed I will rise on the season with this night past dead. “Remand”, I say to the hillside, “give harmony in all I wed”. “Let this trail go its way of sorrow, behold the blessings instead”. “Behold the blessings instead”.
For clear eyed I will rise on the season with this night past dead. – 10.23.2018 – דָנִיֵּאל
Fascinating work Daniel!
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Thank you Scott, happy you liked it. 🙂
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Harmony Hill has many metaphors filled with deep healing for many of us reading it. Well done. Thank you.
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Thank you Laura, I appreciate your kind words and agree with them.
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Your very welcome. 🙂
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Daniel, this is haunting prose, yet it harmonizes blessings with pain. Very well written, a new fav for me.
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Hi Itsa, so happy you like this and it has become a favorite for you. Harmony does make for strange bedfellows.
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YW! 🙂
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Daniel this is truly a touching piece, that draws one out of their comfort zone, in perhaps identifying some past tragedy, and the steps to find redemption over it. I like that you reveal nothing but the ending where blessings linked to grace reside, with no malice. Peace not survivor hood is a wonderful trait to carry on. Bill
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Thank you Bill for a wonderful comment. I like how you put it “peace not survivor hood is a wonderful trait to carry on”. Thank you my friend for sharing.
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The least I can do my young friend, as you have shared much with myself and all your readers in this forum. Bill
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Thank you Bill!
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Brilliant prose, with a haunting theme. Loved the ending and the music placed with your words was a perfect ending.
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Thank you Cheri for your kind words. The ending was my favorite too. 😉
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Your welcome, all stories should have such endings. 😉
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Great post Daniel, a favorite tune of mine as well! 😉
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Hi Stafford, thank you for commenting. I appreciate the compliment. Harmony is a favorite of mine as well.
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“Some do their deeds in darkness. Still, natures mirror is a light that holds keys. What dies here awaiting winter will seek the spring and rise to fly the wind, so free.” Beautiful! ❤
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Thank you Lauren, for reading and commenting. You chose to quote what took me the longest to write. 😉
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Those are the quotes that are most important. 😉
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Dear Daniel, This writing was lyrical, haunting, full of pictures both dark and full of light, and the ending was victorious. I loved it. Great quotes as well. ❤ Ruby
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Hi Ruby, thank you for your kind comment. I was thinking it was time to blend the light with the haunt. 😉
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Dear Daniel,
It makes for a fine combination. 🙂 Ruby
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Brother, your words continue to touch me. Each one of us have a Harmony Hill, and a twisted path below it we maneuver through. Your Cathathis without malice is a part of light of Hashem. Shalom Den
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Thank you my brother. I am amazed by the trails so many walk to get to Harmony Hill, many more twisted than my own. Thank you as always for sharing your wisdom with me. Shalom, Daniel
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Happy to share brother. I too look at others and the way they navigate their own twisted pathways. It is what they do with it in the end that is so important. Shalom, Den
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Double amen. 😉
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Well versed piece Daniel, with plenty of symbolism for the heart and mind to chew on. Forgiveness starts inside, according to the better philosophers and that is where you have begun. Enjoyed the John Muir quote as I do most of his philosophy.
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Thank you Ryan, I count on your to lead me with your wisdom. I agree “forgiveness starts inside”. You are correct John Muir is a great one to follow. 😉
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Well written Daniel. I am continually enthralled with the way you create prose. I find myself reading over and over again many of your pieces finding myself as a character rather than an observer. Thank you.
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What a great compliment Darrin. Thank you very much. I appreciate that you read my work and am humbled by your kind words.
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A pleasure to enjoy your talent Daniel, you are very welcome.
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Harmony is a wonderful concept, and I like the way you place it as something to strive for not out of malice or victim hood. The freedom that comes when harmony is reached is a spiritual concept found in worldwide faiths. Your writing is amazing.
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Thank you Lynette. I couldn’t agree more. Reaching beyond our personal pain without malice and hitting that sweet note of harmony is a true connection with the light. Shalom, Daniel
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Beautiful and full of grace, I loved this Daniel. God bless. ❤
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Hi Gigi, thank you so much for your kind comment. Beauty and grace is a fine place to be. Shalom to you my friend.
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Your welcome and thank you!
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Daniel, There are so many beautiful lines in this piece. As others have said, the greatest wonder is the grace found in no malice, but in learning grace and forgiveness. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Heather. I suppose I fail more often than not to reach that place in which I learn grace and forgive but I keep trying. As always my friend thank you for reading and your wonderful comments.
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Daniel, I too strive hard to practice forgiveness, but often do not accomplish it, especially when it comes to my own heart. I hope the effort gains me some good karma. 😉
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Well thought out and written Daniel. My Grandfather used to say, he found his passion in forgiving without anger. He claimed the longevity of such forgiveness was forever. 😉
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Hi Wang, thank you for sharing that. Sounds like your grandfather was a wise fella. 🙂 BTW I agree with him.
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Harmony Hill was another great writing to add to your portfolio Daniel. Haunting visuals, yet not too dark, and the finale was amazing. Cheers!
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Thank you very much Steve. Always appreciate your kind words and insight. 🙂
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Amazing writing Daniel, you have put out wonderful words for life’s salvation. A great testament to forgiveness. Favorite line:” No matter of all my transgressions, those omissions I might have stead. Adonai, the one who finds me, has led my soul until fed.” ❤
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Thank you Abigail, for your kind words. I like how you said that, “testament to forgiveness”, Sounds like a great idea for a post. 😉
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Your welcome! “A Testament to Forgiveness” should be the title your next post. 🙂
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Deep well written prose mate. Some of your best!!!
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Thank you Shaun, I appreciate you reading and commenting.
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Thank you Taria. 🙂
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In truth my blessings are great. Yet, there is often something to bemoan, obviously unwarranted. I was almost free, but my old life lured me back in. I know that last sentence is cryptic, but so is your fabulous prose. It seems your writing is a journey, a personal focus, for both of us.
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Hi Resa, We are alike aren’t we. 😉 Hopefully what lured you in is okay. I think my journey is calling me back to the Whitby Ladies and The Hardy Boys, enough of these twisted paths. 😉 Thank you for commenting my friend.
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Oh yes, all is well, however, I’ve wound up working long hours since Oct. began. I’d rather be working on my next Art Gown. I haven’t made a lot of progress since I last mentioned it, but I have made some progress. I’m doing some details, these butterfly kind of flowers to adorn her. I can chip away on those. I’ll need at least 50.
Work gets in the way of my personal creativity. 🧐😘
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Also, Whitby Ladies and Hardy Boys are really fun.
You know, in regards to Whitby Ladies, you have many options. Whether a new, an old, or combinations, the realm awaits!
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