Wonders I Cannot Speak

Wonders I Cannot Speak

A Poem by Scott Lee
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This spring has been the most beautiful I have ever witnessed. This poem was inspired by it and an inexplicable feeling that Something amazing is coming to the world.

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There was a storming fury brewing behind the calm glass of his unpredictable eyes
 
   He was prophet hot to change the world
 
 Knowing,
 
we all could soar
 
Hawk High
 
free and careless
 
Me and You
 
and
 
Maples Glowing
 
lost in wonder of everything we see
 
along our search
 
humbled and awakened
 
let's glide above hot stones
 
Turn this Heaven into Home
 
Have I told YOU that when your light shoots down the Valley
 
my heart glows with all the Maple Leaves?
 
We have swayed for years,
 
 Helpless
 
by this wonder breeze
 
I have stalked your AMAZING SOUL
 
Orange       RED
 
Golden Greens and Yellows
 
You keep my hunger steady
 
You painted a masterpiece on my horizon
 
without lifting a finger
 
You stirred my soul with lightning bolts
 
now when I write my pen melts and Pages just
 
      burn     burn       burn
 
I need no water  
 
I like to watch flames immitate my heart and longing
 
A Fire on the hill side reflects my tortured soul perfectly
 
You are the one who started this,
 
not me
 
I am just a helpless witness scorched in Beauty's House
 
&
 
Love's Perfection
 
smashed to pieces by Your colors
 
seeking You on my Lost Radio Station
 
If only I could find the right number
 
 I could touch the Echo Of Your Voice
 
learn to make it my own so I could sing Your Soul across the Wonder Winds
 
Whoever does not hear YOU may be lost forever?
 
but still
 
we'll try to reach them
 
even if they only catch the Chorus
 
it'll be enough to lift them
 
Hawk HIGH     free  and   careless
 
Me and YOU
 
courageous  and   magnificent
 
   purer than Spring Snow
 
No borders to stop our Freedom
 
No Darkness to enslave us
 
No laws apply to us
 
We could sweep above the Maples
 
watch our hearts ignite the same
 
Red  ORANGE      Golden Greens and Yellows
 
this LOVE will never Die!!!
 
We'll need more Reservoirs to hold all YOUR water
 
Over pouring and MAPLE GLOWING
 
I have seen YOU in the THUNDER
 
I have known YOU to move my dreams
 
I stalk your Power and your GRACES
 
with a glowing Hawk  rising from my soul
 
I have known YOUR MAGIC
 
but I'm
 
waiting to speak your wonders
 
and
 
   burning to know YOU more.
 
 

© 2012 Scott Lee


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wow I loved this, its beautiful makes me want to go back outside and set under my willow tree ... I love trees for some reason (shrugs shoulders)

There are several lines in here that I really love ... We have swayed for years, Helpless by this wonder breeze and ... smashed to pieces by Your colors



Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Amazing sermon that makes the heart cool.
Love this line:
"lost in wonder of everything we see'
Great work indeed.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

thanks Samantha, I love trees as well, and willow trees are awesome, i love sitting under them even though I haven't done it much, ironic since I plant trees for a living.

Posted 12 Years Ago


wow I loved this, its beautiful makes me want to go back outside and set under my willow tree ... I love trees for some reason (shrugs shoulders)

There are several lines in here that I really love ... We have swayed for years, Helpless by this wonder breeze and ... smashed to pieces by Your colors



Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Scott Lee
Scott Lee

Ashland, OR



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