{"id":7449,"date":"2015-12-21T10:40:03","date_gmt":"2015-12-21T15:40:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/linaru.com\/en\/?p=7449"},"modified":"2021-11-16T17:11:00","modified_gmt":"2021-11-16T22:11:00","slug":"viridescent-pathways","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/linaru.com\/en\/viridescent-pathways\/","title":{"rendered":"Viridescent Pathways"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"grid kcm\">\n<div class=\"grid__item nine-twelfths portable--auto lap--auto palm--auto top-no-padding bottom-no-padding center  \"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/linaru.com\/audio\/2015\/viridescent-pathways.ogg%E2%80%9D%20%20type=\" audio=\"\" ogg=\"\"><\/source><source src=\"https:\/\/linaru.com\/audio\/2015\/viridescent-pathways.mp3%E2%80%9D%20type=\" audio=\"\" mp3=\"\"><\/source><\/audio><\/div>\n<div class=\"grid__item one-whole portable--auto lap--auto palm--auto top-no-padding bottom-no-padding   \">\n<pre>The wind tingles the rhythm \r\nof my wilderness \r\nuntil I become viridescent. \r\n\r\nI whistle to the grass as it expands beneath \r\nmy bare feet, so I can walk without any pain \r\nand find myself freed from the confines\r\nof those judgments that only bring hatred.\r\n \r\nSince the rise of such greenness, \r\nI've been able to become a tickling \r\nfor others as I become a massaging.\r\nBecause inevitably, I will pass\r\nthrough, quietly, so the monsters \r\nthat hide inside my unsung shadows\r\ncan't disturb those wind's bashes \r\nthat wake me up, so I can reach \r\nthose places where laughter becomes \r\na riddle that is to be enjoyed \r\nas much as it is to be solved,\r\nso I can tell others that the wishes \r\nthey need to whistle are &ldquo;the songs \r\nof yourself\" and while \r\n             HE dongs...\r\n                                --- dong --- Whitman. \r\n\r\nYou might be tempted to graze the path \r\nthat has been left behind for us to be \r\nbut as I choose &ldquo;not to take the other\" \r\n             HE bangs...   \r\n                                --- bang --- Frost.  \r\n\r\nYou might choose the tightening of a closed door,\r\nbut behind that frowned fist there's a lightning, \r\nhow to reach it? &ldquo;Except by Abdication of You\"\r\n           - No! It's me and SHE bangs:    \r\n\r\n                                --- bang --- Dickinson. \r\n\r\nMy house is now grassy as I've walked all around,\r\nthe path I took grew wilderness, you'll never know\r\nwhich path is the less traveled as I've left behind \r\nthe song of myself only to learn to adjudicate myself.\r\n\r\nMy door opened. Isn't that what I've always wanted?\r\n\r\n                                         --- dong --- !\r\n<\/pre>\n<div class=\"important\">The poems I am alluding to are: <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikisource.org\/wiki\/Me_from_Myself_%E2%80%94_to_banish_%E2%80%94\">Me From Myself&mdash;to Banish<\/a> by Dickinson, <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikisource.org\/wiki\/The_Road_Not_Taken\">The Road Not Taken<\/a> by Frost, and <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikisource.org\/wiki\/Leaves_of_Grass\/Book_III\">Song of Myself<\/a> by Whitman.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"grid__item one-whole portable--auto lap--auto palm--auto top-no-padding bottom-no-padding center \">\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Viridescent Pathways - Lina Ru - Poetry\" width=\"1778\" height=\"1000\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/YfYFE2X__mg?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The wind tingles the rhythm of my wilderness until I become viridescent. 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