HOW TO SEE AN ANGELA Poem by Eagle CruaghHOW TO SEE AN ANGEL
Awwww ! you know ,we see it everywhere
She is beauty and she is near Who is beauty ? It is she, herself, near me My world, my dear What ? you spoke of beauty ? Of course and where ? Looking up at her like in to heaven And she who brings me there Describe her Certainly , catch an Angel Bring me the wings For I need gossamer things Let me see a child at play And you have seen all I can say What about Beauty ? I don`t know, I am mortal you know She is my girl that`s plain to see And there you have it , beauty I know what she brings to me An angel`s voice with silky wings And a lovely shape and other things But all is wasted , deep down, more Unless you hear the tortured soul That grieves for life and loves the poor She is pathos, empathy, love But that is empty as sky above What is beauty, a loving way Loving God as he looks today Abiding you and loving me, hey That may be beauty but who can say For mortal man to describe his girl Is like forcing ocean waves to curl Who am I to write this way About such an indescribable play Tripping across her features when she smiles Gazing out across the miles of breathless Plains filled with the treasure of God And back to hold his leaves of grass Not yet touching , not near , always less For no man yet has even closed this wondrous scene This realm of man and yet not touched A hint perhaps, but still unseen Describe beauty in a little smile a tiny curl You see, beauty is my girl ----- John Crowley
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9 Reviews Added on April 2, 2013 Last Updated on April 2, 2013 AuthorEagle CruaghCAAbout-------It is your mind---- that creates this world--- -----Buddha ----------------------- eaglecruagh.blogspot.com .. more..Writing
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