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marcel
Senior Member

since 2003-03-02

Posts 660
az, usa

0 posted 2003-09-03 11:55 PM

Tomorrow’s Reflection

Today becomes the beginning of forever
For I awake amongst fields of holiness,
While blue and orange butterflies
Flutter within my soul.

The refraction of light upon my brow
Projects visions of hope through iridescent irises,
Where I see a spirit in the most glorious white;
His gentle words I cannot hear,
Because He whispers to my heart.

Faith in reality is a dream,
When the subconscious sleeps beneath the sunset;
Red and purple hues covet the awakening skies,
Comforting the unbelieving and the fearful---
But let them not forget,
We all wear the crimson crown.

Tomorrow will be the ending of sorrow,
For time is strapped on the wrist of fate;
The hour of the heavenly chime is not known---
So for now, I leap off the edge of the present
Not knowing when this day will end.

Marcel

angelblueyes
Member Elite

since 2003-07-19

Posts 2148
Oklahoma

1 posted 2003-09-04 12:00 PM

I like the imagery,metaphors,and color you use.This is a good reflection.

Crystal

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

2 posted 2003-09-04 09:26 AM

Marcel~

'Tomorrow will be the ending of sorrow,
For time is strapped on the wrist of fate;
The hour of the heavenly chime is not known---
So for now, I leap off the edge of the present
Not knowing when this day will end.'

With the richness of this, my only sorrow is that you don't give us more of your talented pennings to savor~

Absolutely stunning~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram
noles1@totcon.com

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

3 posted 2003-09-05 11:46 PM

His gentle words I cannot hear,
Because He whispers to my heart.

Faith in reality is a dream,
When the subconscious sleeps beneath the sunset;

So many good lines here,
Really loved your poem marcel~

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

4 posted 2003-09-06 09:47 PM

Ah Marcel...that everyone would be reflected
in such a poem. Thank you.

Jason Lyle
Senior Member

since 2003-02-07

Posts 1438
With my darkling

5 posted 2003-09-06 11:20 PM

Awesome write, it never ends.

Jason

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