Behold this dawn
announcing the new day:
there shines your light
of stainless gold.
Behold this setting sun
closing the evening's curtain:
there glows your being
broidering my canvas.
Vanishing snow, first rays
caressing little buds:
there springs your seed
imbuing my chest's meadows.
O glaring summer heat,
bee's dance amid the grass:
your wheat is ripening,
granary's plenty.
Swirling the leaves of gold
in autumns glowing memory:
there flows your wine,
transporting tongue to soul.
Peacefully resting earth
beneath caressing white:
sheltered abides your flower,
rooted in grounds of old.
Timeless ocean of stars,
measured by your moon's path:
your smile its halo,
heaven-eyed.
2 comments:
this is so profoundly beautiful..the aura of something truly sacred, cherished emanates from the whole poem as my eyes follow its flow. i often read your poetry to escape from the noise of this mostly hectic modern world, it's like touching the stillness of eternity. because your words are beyond time.
Your words feel like warm summer rain, filling me inside with a stream of gratitude.
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