INSPIRE ME…
Oh vibrant Spring…
You silly ol’ thing,
You prance round me like a fawn,
And play your gentle music
Embracing me at dawn.
Do you feel, I could lay in your deep shadows of resonance,
And laugh at the birds and the breeze,
as they make love;
Nestled deep in the grass and high in the trees.
Ah! dear spring your surely must be..
a player, or a true lover,
For you have made a monkey of my heart,
And such a fool of me.
For as the winter of my soul gently ebbs away,
You fly right in like a dove,
and sing with the morn, never fading like me pain,
For my one true love with winter has slowly gone,
and you dear spring has danced right in with a happy little song.
So give me courage to face your vibrant hues
and waken in my heart a song of love renewed,
As you feed us all with your gentle dew
Oh help me my dear one to be
Strong gentle and true,
A lover of color and song
Just like you !
Ever since I was a little child poetry music painting and creating was a huge part of my life. It is what gave me great joy. I am happy to be able to share some of my original work with you. All poems and prose that are found in my blog are original works. Some of which has been inspired by many of my clients and friends. I thank you for being my inspiration and today I dedicate this verse to you and say a simple
Thank you.
Sometimes
Gentle Love…
Ahh thou seek est me, gentle love..
Passionate from within,
Only you dost know the power of your touch,
That drives my heart to beat as such.
Ahh me ! how tender are my thoughts of thee.
Come to me . Oh my love. Come to me.
Ahh though touches me gentle love,
With memories that ride high on the wave,
Lingering on a mountain top,
Daring to drop, to grasp and gasp with thy desire,
Nourish my endless quest of fire.
Do not leave me this way as i long or your touch – today.
Oh yearn for me, gentle love,
For you have been so aloof,
Thy crimson coat against thy burning skin,
Makes me want to laugh and sing,
For you have kept me away from hurt today,
and given me joy, and hope in a sweet and simple way.
Oh long for me gentle love,
For you have touched my wayward heart,
You come and go with a listless tread,
And leave behind a lonely heart,
Filled with dread.
For the thought of you I yearn today.
I hope you will not slip away.
Like a thief in the night,
Taking flight.
Deep within my breast I hope and pray,
that my dearest gentle love will rest and stay.
Come to me my love today.
This poem is inspired by thoughts of Good happy times and memories that keep us alive in Faith Hope and Love. Blessed be to Love always
Sometimes
Sometimes life has a gentle thought to say,
A kind phrase, a ever loving way,
Even though times may seem,
Hurtful;
Change will surely embrace our dream,
And in the silence of the night,
Love will embrace us all,
Sometimes .
Sometimes in life it is imporatant to see,
That speaking our mind is a way of letting go,
a healthy way to be…
Of things that hurt our spirit so,
and even as the tide of life does ride.
A rainbow you will see peeking out from above a leafy tree.
and even through grief and strife.
There are pearls of joy that scatter on our path.
So pick up and enjoy the sound of the breeze and the singing of a lark.
and even the dark.
A light I see of love and laughter shining through,
For me and you.
Sometimes .
So dance or gentle spirit
Lift your heart and be free,
For Life and death are one for me,
As I touch this life and pass through to a better place,
One of saving grace…
But even in this life I truly see…
Angels, drifting by dancing dancing with rhythm and rhyme,
and I simply say
“ Thank you”
Sometimes.
Love Seekers
Are you a seeker of love?
Then make Love Happen !!
Throw away the olds rags of pain,
Old wounds of war, Start a new
Heart!
Recreate the feel of joy and gladness,
Not one full of sadness,
and place a present of love beneath the tree,
for all those who wonder past, To hold and and see,
Never turn off the Light,
but shine in your heart with all your might.
There is non with a lonely heart
when joy resides within that wondrous cave,
That God came to save.
And saved you will be.
For a seeker of love you are again.
Born neath the boughs of that wondrous christmas tree.
By Dilani Diva
Shroud My Spirit
Love, as ideal as it seems,
Consumes, through it’s endless fire,
Crash and Burn my endless desire,
Laugh: and mock me even though in my humility, I reign…..
For conquired am I, through your cruel pain.
Though desperate I sometimes be,
The ideal of Love ever changes,
to make a better sweeter me,
Let the beauty of my love
Only – my gown and garment be.
Blessed be
Dilani Diva
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