Open Poetry #22 |
The Winds Of Time Will Be Listening |
D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Communicate to the masses Creating waves that ripple minds Storming in creative philosophy Setting imprisoned souls free In exhilarated flights Of their total independence Speaking from the heart That is filled with such emotion That your tears find happiness That in your deepest depression It somehow finds the elevation Into a psychological state of optimism Communicate in the pride That your words will make a difference Where introspection will create the seeds That will carry others into the blossoms Of their own creations Speaking from the mind That flies from those wild skies Storming in the thoughts Electrifying creative horizons In tempestuous masterpieces That hypnotizes history Communicate from the heavens Preaching inspiring revivals That opens the locked gates of paradise In contemplations that incite renewals Of the inner faith of contributing To the well being of humanity Speak from the body language That vibrates your purpose Exciting the audience to listen intensely To everything between the words That magically plays out before them In the anticipation of the next word Communicate And speak out The winds of time Will be listening Thought: If I use one word that history remembers merging it with yours in a chain of humanity, language would blossom forever, never wilting in its intensity. Thought: If you would merge one religion into another until there was only one, what would you have? You would have God. It religions one by one start wars with each other, in an inferno, humanity would be lost. D.Lester Young 10/10/2002 Tuscaloosa, AL Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry) |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I like it Cold hands means a warm heart |
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