Faith, To MeA Poem by Rikkevi Ruethe dreams in ones heart actually CAN be realizedFaith to Me How can I rise to a finer being, less of the mortal-more supreme, find within me a way of seeing, from sorrow and loss a way of freeing my fellow man afraid and fleeing, with friendly mien restore his trust , bring peace, with words his hopes redeem? Had I but the seabird’s wings, I’d ride the wind to greater things, no Sparrow flitting tree to tree, more like the poignant quality, of a Bluebird’s song- swelled chest to sing, an Eagle soaring ‘bove the scene, where mountains tower, waves crash below, the way to cure all ills I’d know. Teleport me in a ship from space, the saucer shape of some other race, wraithlike-streak past light or sound, in seconds blur from stars to ground, appear then far across the galaxy, a spirits racing thought to guide me, permeate in all-omniscience, know with a mind of the highest conscience, intrinsic sense of natures wisdom, from all man’s ignorance I’d free him. No less despite my lofty thoughts, I’ll settle then for what I’ve got, come back to Earth my lot to slake, grow wiser yet from each mistake, I’ll land with feet back on the ground, like cats that fall then sniff around, my lips are tugged- a growing smile, once back among mankind awhile, find pleasure in those crafts well plied look my misfortune in the eye, just let these simple values be, for these are religion-faith, to me. RIKKEVI RUE copyright 2010 © 2011 Rikkevi RueAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on December 15, 2010 Last Updated on September 14, 2011 Tags: faith, humanity, passion, wonder, spirituality, other life forms AuthorRikkevi Rueeuphorica, CAAboutThe wave surged up from the depths and there cast upon the shore, tangled amongst the algae covered branches of some ancient deadfall, covered with rank seaweed rotting in the sun, the child saw a str.. more..Writing
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