Open Poetry #32 |
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God Speed |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
On a chilly winter’s night with daylight gone to rest night recites a fairytale and sings of better days in preparation for its encore in the sky. And it rises like a wave lifted by the love of soul high above perceptions and unfounded beliefs to reign over all and decree to the poor the promise of return to the true state of man. But again, again, till death doth end the personality today pain enters our light shields to nourish and to nurture the growth in every garden of how we’re meant to be before infused into the soul like a dash of water to an alcoholic drink. Softer then the taste palatable and smooth more easily assimilated into a higher world where experience, the mixer, refines the end product. Refined and defined transparent to the eye upright or bent over is what we must decide before participation in the world of unseen power. Here, today, the one I know grafted as an offshoot into reality can’t believe in time delays to open and reveal the true essence of a being. But each to each the time to know as soul waits patiently and I, a humble bystander, can only say, “God speed”. Helen / 16 May 2004 |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very thought-provoking Helen...good write |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks passing shadows. I do appreciate the read. |
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