Lovelike

Ages ago, I saw a burning bush 

on a mountain; I heard 

a voice loud, clear, and hard.

I was there when, among the beasts,

a child was born undefiled, 

innocent, ill-starred.

Time is a vulture in the sky, 

but I hold on to hope hanging over 

love’s now silent graveyard.

Are you to be forever nameless,

beautiful, yet in my world faceless,

from paradise keeping me barred?

Oh, godlike, lovelike you,

bless this man, and in your heaven 

grant him a new start.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your stark startling imagery is stunning. It harkens to the idea that being born is both a blessing & a curse. Life is a blessing & a curse. But we humans continue to strive onward & hope for the best! Your language & phrasing is mind-blowing here (((HUGS)))

[Laz K.]

A blessing and a curse, indeed.
I am humbled by your comments. Thank you for reading and taking the time to respond.

[Patricia]

This is very personal poetic prayer, a yearning for a like soul, dedicated, faithful, and I hope you get it. This is beautiful and well written, a powerful short poem which is not easy. Love it

[Laz K.]

I like how you summed it up. Thank you for reading and commenting. :)

[Chris Shaw]

The burning bush from Exodus. Hugely significant recognising the miraculous power of God.

Time is a vulture in a sky
but I hold on to hope hanging over love's now silent graveyard

For me this poem represents loss of love, both as a result of losing ones faith and also of not having a significant other in life, to love and cherish.

That word hope, is certainly one to hang on to. I hope you are granted the new start you are looking for.

Chris

[Laz K.]

True love is given as a blessing from above, and it's like the birth of something heavenly. Then, when it's time, it's taken away, its lessons having been taught.
Thanks for reading and commenting.