Brave

Perhaps ...


I was once a Prince 

heir to a garden  

where flowers spoke of seasons 

and the trees faced the Sun 



maybe ...


I became a King  

who held hands with Angels 

shone the secrets of the stars 

their pages woven within

my circular language 

of blended  senses 




uncounted saint  

I have the holy books 

in my pocket 

next to a stone 



I listened to the wise ones 

nod , and then look away 

and learned from a sage 

where truth burned within her eyes 
 


I bare this heart 

copyright 2013 Robin Amaral  

Reviews

[Corset]

I love how you ended this poem "I bare this heart" , that could be taken in so many ways, just that last line in correlation to each stanza, repeatedly stanza, one bare it as in express it, stanza two bare it as in carry it with you, stanza three bare it as in tolerate as a holy vessel would tolerate a wayward child, and stanza four I bare it as a cloak of wisdom, of truth and understanding, I bare this... this responsibility of earning such a huge and immaculate gift of truth inside those eyes...this is just a phenomenal poem Robin :)

[Spaceman26]

Wow, great poem! For some reason it makes me thing of reincarnation and "inherited memories." Very interesting.

[asdarkeyesclose]

'and learned from a sage

where truth burned within her eyes'

i loved these lines. prince, king, saint... there is always a place in our imaginations and a place in our poetry where we can be free to be whoever we want, to explore new perspectives. fantastic.

[Veronica Chandler]

There is alchemy in these words; they change the very fabric of my being...

[Ed Hart]

royalty, saintliness, sagacity, humility, recipe for grace-iousness

[An Ordinary Woman]

you still are a king my friend.

Wonderful writing, it's good to read your words again.

You my friend are a god! you not only can listen, you also feel. It's a purity of yesteryears, and art with each breath your poetry to read, gasp, and exlplore... it seems to reach much more than any poet .... in richness, of the heart~ and soul.
I guess that is truly brave!

Thank you dear Robin, a treasure here again, and into my library!

- Elisa

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it takes a lot to bare our heart...this is definitely "brave"---

and i like the religious analogy..the king, the stone like a ressurection...ressurection of the heart...for it to trust and let go again. the heart comes back to life.

[roarke]

It is brave to think thoughts of perhaps and maybe. And the heart we bear, sometimes is Crusader's shield.
Bravely.

[faryn wolff]

I haven't been here in awhile and it's been a long time since i've read your poems. I'm going to go through them and read them soon. this was the perfect one to reintroduce me to your creative spirit. thank you for sharing your words.