The Gift

A soul's Journey

 

 

Today I crossed the bridge of sighs, ran down a trace-less trail,
wearing a boggled mind; frail heart; questions lacking answers.
Gingerly I placed each foot that none would suffer from their fall;
a mere voyeur after all... am I, in this neighborhood.

Assuaged by the sedated silence...though not alone,
I reclined within this prismatic throne of nature's unrivaled serenity,
where my eyes ceased to be colorblind, free from illusions
and defiant to the delusions of an ego led astray.

I opened up my diary, flipped through to a silent page,
slow to engage the moment, that I might give my soul a kiss.
Sights and sounds ensnared me as I wrote...Aug. 7, 2020
etching my earthly legacy...postdate; amid the spirited trees.

My voice I have long since forgotten, but my words for a lifetime endures;
for stigmata scars with band- aid cures, bleeds sheets within my dreams.
"Tell me father, was my prayer too long for the answering service;
was it deleted from the machine?”

And HE whispered through the salient breeze;
"daughter, quiet your mind, ease your thoughts
for when I hear your voice, I am overcome;
in you I say well done, never will I leave you.

His words fuels my laggard pulse and my ink becomes my ether, and
tacit leaves fell etched in verse into my hand, scribed words to heal the heart;
dear poet, there's no future in the past, you are the author of your destiny;
I fell breathless upon bended knees beneath the bridge of sighs

burdens lifted, spirit freed~

TnWilliams
©
2008

Reviews

[Stanley Wilson]

lovely poem great lines loved all of it

[Forest Green]

Inspiring ... faithful write.

Well written..flawless.

[zainul]

Great write.
Golden lines:
"Today I crossed the bridge of sighs, ran down a trace-less trail,"
"dear poet, there's no future in the past, you are the author of your destiny;"

[Nicole]

Many thanks for your review and for the friendship!

[zainul]

You are most welcome.
I am glad that you have specially mentioned about friendship.
This is a unique gesture.

[JRB]

This was really a sweet write, love between to interconnected bounds,
Jan/uisiom

[.:Naiira Harlow:.]

Such a lovely daughter and and father poem. You have used the most elegant words in here, Kudos!

[Emily B]

daughter, quiet your mind, ease your thoughts
for when I hear your voice, I am overcome;

I think all the words were equally as beautiful. But those two lines jumped out at me. Just the idea that the Father has heard my voice . . .