Soft Words Weep in Stillness

The early morning listens
to soft words that weep in stillness
Echoing from the treetops
of their existence
Distant mountains breathe
an air of sadness
Into the verses that now arise
From my soul

In places where the sunrise
accepts forever's
gentle fade
Stand the tears
upon a raindrop's face
Falling a thousand times
to be lost
in the shadows
Where they play among the pages
Of my day

When the scent of a special grace,
smiles into my depths
Sweet spirals of my existence
break through
I find I am breathing out an air
of precious gladness
Into the verses of soft words
That ensue

Reviews

[quinfinn]

you display a propensity for skillfully attaching romance and tender raw emotion to the written word, which i greatly admire and enjoy. you are indeed a romantic poet of the first order, worthy of praise and attention. obviously... you possess the combination of a lover's heart and a warrior soul. exquisite...

[Sleepless]

i love the ladys dress in the picture :P i liek this you amke moring sound like a mysterious muse :) beautiful poem neva :P

[EMF]

I often wonder how an SOB like me got lucky enough to meet work like this. Then I rememeber. It was you. And still there. Makes a man smile

[Mike Winegar]

I love this poem! It has a powerful, melancholy elegance about it.

[realmwriter]

A love letter to Mother Earth. Very beautifully done!

[WynterPhoenix]

Amazing poem! It reminds me of beautiful poetry can be. I've forgotten over the past year or so. Thank you.

[VelvetRosetta]

And ensue they do!!! Breathtaking, Your words make the image come to life.
Lovely Neva!

[Yari Garcia (Older Prof..]

Very beautiful poem, and as always, the photo is astounding.

[∂αʌ<..]

amazing again Neva...(:)^^)