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Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas 
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In endless miles of treeless waste, Where myriad sands in flurry raced Before the wind's relentless power, Water sprang...and grew a flower. Then timidly the grey of oak Stirred the earth, and leaves awoke; And nestling came and then was heard The plaintive call of mating bird. And soon men saw the green of brush Bending and swaying in the rush Of winds that blew across the sea, And visioned here a home to be. With patience, and with dreams as urge They built it safe where ocean surge Of hungry waters fain could reach Beyond the stretch of golden beach. And in this quietude they dreamed Of what life was...or what it seemed; And in the dreaming, fraught with pain, Vague hopes were made to live again. High above the shell-decked shore Spreading wings of seagulls soar Across the turbid waves, and cast Dark shadows where their flight has passed; The smoke of blowing sands suggest That embers of a deep unrest Smolder hot within the earth, And struggle new for some rebirth Into a land where years have spread Their sands of time o'er fires dead; As hope and passion sleeping lie Within the heart, but never die. Amid the sound, the reign supreme Of silence; as when in dream A song is felt but never heard, Yet still sings on, as hope deferred. No murmuring of surf or sea Breaks the stillness of the free And shifting sands that gleaming lie Till distance blends them with the sky. Cloud shadows, on their way, beguile Thought fancies, that...for just a while Some tired weaver, spent with care, Had dropped a pile of velvet there! And in the hollows left a trace Of airy mist, like lengths of lace that fairy fingers spun of spray Caught from spindrift in the bay. And, as a slender thread of blue, A dragonfly goes floating through On bronze gauze wings, with careless air To leave a mem'ry hanging there. These wisps of nature, phantom torn From patterns of more perfect form, As tho they were, themselves, but shade Of finer forms more nobly made. Mere mortal in this lonely span Learns the weaknesses of man, Flings futile hands in gesture vain, Accepting silence...tasting pain! So little knows he of the Plans... Little knows, less understands, Yet strive with puny strength to see The meaning of his destiny! Unlike the skull, that hollow-eyed Rests on his shelf in conscious pride... So knowing in his toothless way That man retreats in odd dismay, To leave him in his knowledge there, Of unknown things he cannot share Or know, until himself shall be Some hollow-eyed nonentity! Alone he stands, by dust caressed, All his knowledge unexpressed, Yet gleaming in his sightless eyes The wisdom of the ages lies. His, the night-winds minor cry That brings the thought of men that die, And in their phantom forms retrace Familiar haunts of time and place. From the hearth the flames at night Flay the shadows into flight, And herd them back as alien hosts Into the arms of kindred ghosts. While soul of driftwood from the sea (Grown and felled in mystery) Ends in ashes, smoke and blaze The glory of far fairer days! Then fancy speaks from out the fire, And likens smoke to life entire - Impalpable...illusive...grey, That vanishes in mist away. A wraith to close the hand upon, And open, but to find it gone... With no trace left, save odor fair, To show it once had lingered there. And, with the whisper of a sigh, In one last flare the fires die, Unloosing shades of dark unrest... Ominous thoughts in purple dressed; Evil thoughts, grotesque and twisted, By imagination misted Till, distorted, beauties fade Into terrors, silence made. Fantastic shadow silhouettes Dance like monstrous marionettes Across the night and join with glee A secret band of revelry! And so until the birth of dawn, With darkness vanquished, spent and gone, Comes morning...and another day To speed in silence on its way. Reluctantly to watch retreat On airy, gold-shod, slippered feet, A sparkling day in hurried flight To keep a tryst with mystic night! And I alone, in silence ponder On God's way, and deeply wonder Why He means that I should be A part of this vast mystery! I |
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since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Oh my Rex, this is simply incredible! To find my favorite lines is impossible, as they are all just amazing. Simply breathtaking. Bonnie |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I stand [well, sit] in awe and reverence... the flow and spell that this piece cast over me has left me somewhat speechless... so... thank you... Karilea When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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L Tiuch Member
since 2000-02-04
Posts 151NY |
This is truly wondrous...I am in awe! Linda |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
 I believe this to be a nice tribute to the Dunites near SLO. If not, still a nice tribute to a mysterious and passing generation. My how things do change through the years? I loved it. Bob <><[This message has been edited by Lighthousebob (edited 08-04-2000).] |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Amazing, simply aweful. Be well Kethry aka Lynne "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- Cole |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
Incredible.. I am at a loss for words. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Rex they aren't alone here! You've rendered me speechless too and left me standing in awe also! I think you've totally out done yourself here! This is so extremely well written and reads perfectly all the way through. I would be honored if you'd allow me to use this to send across the wires. All credit of course goes to you! ?? <*\\\>< The will of God will never lead you, where the grace of God cannot keep you. |
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