truth lies on the ground where clear-voiced flowers sing the music of Mozart inside an hourglass safe from harm.....
Often a joining of eyes can be seen
underneath the moonlight,
drowning all your words
like a wave
that has crashed
on love's own ground.
Perception glances
off a fiery silence
until you ever so gently
slip outside of your skin,
surrender is found.
When you try and touch
that which you love,
sometimes empty wishes
are dropped on the coldest coast
until, you look around
see their sinking sand.
You dream of a home far away
find you are torn between the years,
with trembling fingertips
on your hands.
Can you remember the mystery
of the words “I love you”
when they are written
to someone who truly sees
how much you miss them?
Or do you find you are waiting
as a child
for something that comes only
when you sit alone
words pouring from your pen?
We were born on a day
when darkness got lost
while life opened up
spilled the glory of grace
into our spirits,
cradling us in its arms.
Here we discovered
truth lies on the ground
where clear-voiced flowers
sing the music of Mozart
inside an hourglass
safe from harm.
A joining of eyes can often be seen
underneath the moonlight,
two hearts that have traveled far
find a comforting silence
on love's own ground.
My eyes found yours
underneath the moonlight,
come into my arms
and find......
where surrender is found.
Only one who has experienced drowning in the look of love can write as eloquently as this. Indeed it is an overwhelming consuming passion that takes one to a glimpse of eternity and the flight to horizons beyond what the mind can perceive. Beautifully crafted love poem.
When the most complex feelings are put down poetically using the plainest of words, the readers can understand and reflect upon what is being said, being introduced to them, and more easily reflect and relate upon these complex issues in terms of their own experiences. It takes a good poet who is not fey with words and her/his own lexicon to do this. Top top marks from me.
Singing the music of Mozart inside an hour glass: superb, superb, superb.
Oh Neva.. you've created such an emotional portrait that's so exceptionl, so magical, that it's hard, desperately hard. to find a phrase or stanza that stands out .. so, will merely say, this is .. .. LOVE.
whoa...there you go again, reaching inside to reveal all. "my eyes found yours underneath the moonlight, come to my arms and find where surrender is found"
nobody does it better, Neva
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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