Open Poetry #39 |
Midnight in the Morning |
JLHunter Senior Member
since 2006-10-08
Posts 557CA United States |
Midnight in the Morning Midnight in the morning, the sky is falling down. The Twins bow down to heaven, proffering their crown. Angels stretch their mighty wings--fly into the pall-- Naught will slip their loving grasp when the Twins will fall. Slowly, gently, souls rose from the Twins now sighing. More and faster, souls rose from the Twins now dying. "Father, Father, must we go?" cry the Twins in grief. "Yes, my children," says The Lord, "your time left is brief." "Come my children, time departs. Angels gently light On your crests of manmade dreams, promise gleaming bright." So the Twins are done with Earth. Sadly, God looks on: "Follow me, my children dear, though your dreams seem gone." Suddenly, in Heaven's skies, shining towers rise; Twins no longer of the earth, loosened all their ties. Two spires--blazing fires!--glow with Heaven's light, Standing tall, commanding all, brighten Heaven’s night. Dreams don't die when Angels fly, cushioning the fall. Heaven claims the sweetest dreams; love and grace for all. Times of rapture, spirit safe, all on Heaven's loam, Weep no more for souls lost; Heaven is their home. I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires. -Khalil Gibran |
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Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I'm sorry that it came about that you could write this poem... but if there were to be any beauty among the ashes, it is found within your words. Thank you, JL, for a beautiful, and haunting, reminder... |
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JLHunter Senior Member
since 2006-10-08
Posts 557CA United States |
Thanks, Sunshine. I was moved to write this by some recent TV interviews with people who declare that the US government did this to us to start a war. How many callous or greedy people will continue to try to make money off of this human tragedy, when all that I feel is pain? John I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires. -Khalil Gibran |
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