The Waiting Room of Heaven

A poem about . . .

Sit now.

Feel the mist of air surround you.

Touch the wind as it moves through you.

Stroke the door of your heart and feel.

You blind me with your loveliness-

This loveliness, so quiet and still,

so unannounced.

 

You have surprised my heart,

my heart so languid.

You held my heart and made me feel,

nestled against the shoulder of my grief

I have found your loveliness comforting.

 

Come now to me.

Author's Note

I changed the second "stroked" into "held"--better?

Reviews

[Aidz]

This felt so serine and calming

Wonderful scribe

[roy mccarthy]

wow,
this is a warm and beautiful write!
well done :)

[Ladysue]

Beautiful title for such a heartwarming lovely poetic expression...gorgeous writing...