Open Poetry #36 |
Avowal. |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Cross the night bridge of dreams. Stand with me, rising vapour of morning, vanished by our love's radience. First beams of sun,splinter woodland walks, harlequin colours cast around us. Your beauty sharp now, morning risen. Birds sleekly fine, go before us, towering trees, lime green, moss hung, our wild cathedral. By a waterfall, i pray at the alter of your love, speaking solemn words of honour to you, your gentle heart. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
BRAVO! a very fine write "our wild cathedral" |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
I like this alot. Its always nice to read you Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
I like this a lot as well Bodger |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Goldenrose There are many places without walls, that are more church than a church. This was lovingly romantic! |
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