Winter is Gone

Puddles of heavens tears mirror my reflection under liquid fire sunshine,

the air still crisp and colors dancing in the pools renewing

the starving earth speckled with zesty wildflowers.
The bleak depression of winter has lifted it's veil and set me free

from the somber shade of anxiety that drained my rapture

and instilled hopelessness every passing hour.

Revival of my soul in the comfort of the secrets sparkling in the universe,

passed through the ages to enlightened few willing to believe in the impossible.

The ancestry in the stars beam with crystalline clarity

as I dance fearlessly through spiked walls of narrow minds

that attack like arrows poisoned and flammable.

How simple it is to be alone with my own dark thoughts

when suppression and gloom combat my wings of freedom,

so delicate and held together with fragility of heart

on the verge of being set aflame in regret.
The evanescence of springs morning mist awakens me

before I'm sucked into my personal black hole,

and whispering winds carry me through emerald trees that frame the nights lunette.

An eternity wasted by selfish hands that siphon truth and beauty

and gorge on anger and greed. The sickening realization

of my participation in this historical catastrophe.
Every waking moment I'm haunted by the falseness

of organized religion and corruption of authority, society's new creed.

Sweet butterfly kisses of awareness tease me back from all the blasphemy.

Casting my soul into the wonders of the galaxy,

I fly and make my home above the clouds, just for a while,

until the sky cries and the stars regain their glory.
Winter is gone, but sure to return, the black curtain of cold,

sunless days are cast aside like velvet drapes swished away by a magician,

and we can strive to rewrite our life's story.

Reviews

[Chris]

How we dream as the grey flows within us... of spring to come, summers to pass and falls to remember.

[Melody Telleria]

Only dreaming sets us free. Without dreams the human population would be suffering in number. How astounding that the imagination has such power. Thank you for reading.

[Chris]

thank you for the writing.

[Orlando Murcia]

Melody,


You just made me a fan of your work...


Lovely , absolutely wonderful

[Melody Telleria]

I'm delighted that I have a fan, its inspiring and I appreciate your time in reading.

[Orlando Murcia]

:-)

[abraxus89]

awesome as always! Your imagination abd creativity are simply amazing.

[Melody Telleria]

I'm flattered by those thoughts of my writing. Thank you for always being so sincere (=

[Talal Hussain]

Beautiful composition...keep on writing :-)

[Melody Telleria]

That's the plan, thanks for reading it and finding it a "beautiful composition" that's something fabulous to read.

[Luke L]

Gorgeous a little flowery for my taste, but a beautiful piece nonetheless. Keep up the great work lady!

[Melody Telleria]

Thank you, It IS a little flowery but I tend to be on the dramatic side (= I appreciate the review