Open Poetry #35 |
The Beyond |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
To leave, go into the void, into bliss. Eden isles wait after the heart. To the far shore of silver wave horses, adrift on see-saw ebb, marooned by God's paradise. Tousled before my maker, master, life. Overwhelmed by the epitome of love. Whiteing out, to dwell in eternal ecstasy, tellurians beyond recall. Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. (William Shakespeare.) |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Would that we could all transcend into bliss, even if for only a moment - Enjoyed this - Susan If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Very much enjoyed this lovely piece. hugs, Chris You are ice and fire. The touch of you burns my hands like snow. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Susan... so glad you enjoyed this..i do like spiritual poetry...why shouldnt we think of our paradise to come?...Thank you again.. Goldenrose. Chris...very pleased you enjoyed the poem...the other side is a place we will all go to...i like to imagine what the elysian fields are like...thank you so much for your kind reply... Goldenrose. Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. (William Shakespeare.) |
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