< Blaue Blume > (blue flower)

[Lizzie]

                        remember when we were flowers?
                        when we found each other? 

                        someday
                        (i keep telling myself)
                        i'll stop this
                        stop looking around corners
                        between lines
                        in cracks
                        under rocks

I didn't know about this history of the blue flower symbol. That background and these quoted lines from your poem remind me of the Levertov poem I posted here.

There's a child-likeness in your piece that's engaging and heartbreaking. It's interesting how the child always lives inside of us -- personally, I believe that we contain all previous selves within us in some fashion. Call me romantic. 

Anyway, I don't remember where I read it, but they say that the most bliss that humans can feel is the merging of the self with another being, the boundary-lessness experienced in love or mysticism. It's also produced sometimes by hallucinogens. Also, the loss of the self can be the most terrifying experience, having one's boundaries or sense of identity stripped away. Either way, it's powerful. I'm sure that you know all of this, just saying where my mind went.