Shall eternity rest in sweetest lurking
for a moment in time ephemeral at best.
May the fleeting break of every yearning
dawn awaken my soul at rest.
Do bathe the hill up yonder darling
with every ripple fore the delou’west.
May all my darkened days still burning
turn a thousandth folds invest.
Wouldst every pleasing glimpse O splendid
turn the wondering, the graceful one,
to falling chaos for which ended
a moment eternal, brighter than the sun.
“Fore I come to sense, or when sense may come to pass, each day that dawns, with it dawns new hope, and fore I may see that it is I who is witnessing blind joy, may set there and then the sun of my splendor.”
Your poetry touched my heart .It unfolds a new meaning every time i read it… Thanks for following my Blog….though I am neither a writer nor a poet. I have just started writing a Blog to give vent to my emotions
Thank you very much, you’re being too kind. You’re welcome, and I think writing to give vent to ones emotions is by virtue the definition of poetry.
Brighter than a thousand Suns β¦ bliss. Absolutely love what glows from within you
Thank you Aaina, you’re too kind, and I fear I am too undeserving.
Kindness has nothing to do with it β¦ these, your words have emotions attached to them, as if living, can only come from within. Keep on glowing Osama π
And once again, I must thank you.
Thank You
poetry is a force, a spirit, a god, that perches on every willing soul. but is as found its permanent abode in your muse. I love this poem, and thanks for following me, I look forward to your comments.
Thank you, and you’re welcome too.
How beautifully your articulated your inner climate. Bless you dear.
Thank you, and may you stay blessed as well.
…dawn awaken my soul at rest.
– beautiful.
Yours is the Blog of the Year award, because such beauty deserves it: http://shardsofsilence.wordpress.com/2013/11/28/blog-of-the-year-award/
Warm regards,
Vic
Victoria, I was wondering where you were, and look, you have honored me once again with your kind words. You always manage to humble me with such grace. Thank you.
I am still here… have been adding another poem almost every day. Explored some new themes and techniques.
I have been looking forward to your next.
How very selfish of me not to have spared a visit, and I now update this blog every monday.
Then I will know where poetic delights are to be found at the start of every week π
Is it alright that I read this poem imagining a choir singing it in my head? π
In any case, it made for a beautiful experience. Like a hymn to the divine. Thank you.
You may read it however you please, and then I must write, that it truly is an honor. You are welcome.