Serenading Your Basis

You are a perfect branch
descending
from yourself.
I have been waiting
at your roots,
trying to find myself.  

Which part of your trunk
do I stem from,
I cry out to the moon.
Am I not a part of you
whose flowers
are in tune?

I am sharing needful moments
full of sensations anew;
becoming naked
with each breath I take,
singing a song
of truth.

Staring into forever
my heart pounds
with hopes and dreams.
I am waiting at your roots,
with beauty bursting
at my seams.

You are a perfect branch,
no need to conform.
I am here
serenading your roots
to become your flowers that adorn.

Reviews

[Audrey Howitt]

For me there is a sense of awe about this piece. It speaks to me of how we become intertwined with the beloved, Such lovely writing.

My favorite line--
Which part of your trunk
do I stem from,
I cry out to the moon.
Am I not a part of you
whose flowers
are in tune?

[EMF]

Sometimes you just have to keep coming back

[WynterPhoenix]

I love your work. Your wording is always beautiful.

[realmwriter]

As always Neva, A Beautiful write. Your use of metaphors is astounding, perhaps the best I've seen on this sight...!

[Yari Garcia (Older Prof..]

This was quite beautiful. I love it. I love all the metaphors.

[Marie Harrison]

Such a remarkable poem
This is my favorite stanza:

am sharing needful moments
full of sensations anew;
becoming naked
with each breath I take,
singing a song
of truth.

[Rene Velez]

Beautiful.

[Hayley]

This is breath-taking. I love going through and picking out the different elements in your poem. For example, the references to purity and harmony.
I like this one especially because the rhyming seems effortless and it is as smooth as glass.
Excellent! :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow in reading this I am thinking of the mother's love and how she uses it to nourish her children's hearts and souls. Very lovely writing.

[Teri B]

You weave the connections well here.