God To Man

God To Man

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

I am the deepening of the blue

"

                    

  Picture son Tater-tot


I'm the deepening of the blue

upon the sky of man

I am the stories all told

like the billowing blowing sand

 

I am he who gave you life

beneath my sky gone gold

As sunset burns and dies

I give you my stars to hold

 

You have but one fleeting chance

plant the seeds of love to grow

Create a life long everlasting

such as none could ever know

 

Then you will be the gentle soul

upon whom all life does seek

You will inherit this little world

you the loving and the meek






© 2023 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
I wish for all of us that this be true.

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My salute to thee, O! the Happy and all Loving Soul - Tate!

I loved so much these lines...

"Plant the seeds of love to grow.
Create a life long everlasting.
Such as none could ever know.

Then you will be the happy soul."

Thanks for such great inspiration! I would also try to write by listening to my heart and soul :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Reviews

Tate,

Religious' I am not, but a truest Fan of Humanity I am, and I must say that this is a most profoundly beautiful piece of Poetry ...

Marve

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Thank you Marv so am I
I must add...your son is absolutely adorable! ~ Sharon

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thanks he’s a peach
(You will inherit this little world you the loving and the meek) I will it to be so! This is a beautiful write Tate...as are ALL of the ones I've read! ~Sharon

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thank you Sharon There’s such a simple difference between selflessness and selfishness. Only one o.. read more
Miss Sharon

1 Year Ago

SO very true my friend! ~Sharon
Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Thank you Sharon
Beautiful words, my friend. And as heartfelt a prayer as this old drifter has heard in too long.
So many thinking only if themselves, thinking only of today. I have spent too many nights asking the moon what kind of world my daughter is going to inherit.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thank you MJ I have been off a couple days working. It is my fervent help that we are not the last g.. read more
'God To Man'
Tate Morgan,
The clues of good live in people...clues to design...desire to be good....find good...to fail...and cry. Still looking for the glory. This poem a reminder of the good God of all and our need.
Blessings,
Kathy

Posted 6 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

Thank you Kathy I like to hope
So much wisdom in one little poem. Expertly done, Tate. One of your best. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

7 Years Ago

Thank you relic I appreciate that
Such a beautiful message in this poem... the response that comes to mind is... Amen.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

7 Years Ago

Thank you dear I
That made me smile
Your words always elevate our existence, my friend. From the moment you joined us here, you've been a joy and a voice to pull us on into the fray of life.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Hours is a friendship not Everest by distance time or space
This is simply ethereal.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Thank you much Phoenix
Gorgeous piece of true love poetry. That baby is beyond cute:) Son or grandson:)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Thank you: It is my son Tatertot He turns 21 in september.Oh how time flies.

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Added on August 17, 2009
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Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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