Ode to the Soul

 

 

She floats like an eagle

And whispers like the breeze.

She soars high like hope;

She’s calm like peace.

 

She’s a storm when she rages;

A nightingale when she sings.

She is sadness when she wails

And bliss when she beams.

 

She is a small step that leaps;

The blood that travels in the veins.

She is a cool wind that revives;

A fire that warms and lightens.

 

She minds not the frail body,

She roams beyond the horizon’s end;

She dives into the depths of the oceans

And breathes out of the pools within.

 

Dainty like the clouds in summer

She is a flower, wild and carefree;

She is a raindrop in spring

Her beauty’s not for the eyes to see.

 

She is a touch that heals,

And a love that pulsates.

She is a melody that beats;

A poetry that resonates.

  

 

//Sherma E. Benosa

12 April 2008; 3:02pm

 

First posted at my blogs: www.brainteaser.wordpress.com; www.dwickedangel.blogspot.com

 

Reviews

[RHEA CROSLEY]

She is very beautiful is she the personification of wisdom? It is at least her the premier of her attributes. Thanks for sharing.

[Joseph - Michael]

This is one of the most peaceful poetry I have ever read in a while. I just read it twice and I don't see any flaws at all. Reading it somehow made me smiled and relaxed, so I really enjoyed it very much.

It's all really great there...