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.
Power of Peace
In a mid life’s turmoil,
There lies a place of rest,
A place of deep repose,
That you will find, is blest.
To reach this place of wonder,
Just seek the peace within,
and know that little drops of hope
Will make your heart just sing.
For truth lies in a simple act,
Of love and sweet repose,
For there within those gentle thoughts,
Peace and hope just flows.
For to have this great good fortune,
All you need to be,
Is rested in the mighty arms,
Of all eternity
The Harvest Moon.
Oh harvest moon, you hang so densely among the clouds,
So Golden is their hue,
As if you were a lover I once knew…
With Love so ripe that I can pick and touch. and yet you are so above ….
In the sky, so high.
You dance with the stars in your height of splendor, Flirting with my spirit,
How cruel must you be, that you awaken my heart .and yet would not remember me.
For abandoned and Lost I feel, when I think of you.
Do you think of me?
Oh harvest moon,
You lighten the fields of gold and grain,
and rustle the wind in the trees and speak to the birds and the bees,
that fly high, in the sky,
and they seem to laugh at me and I don’t know why.
Oh harvest moon, how I wish I could look you in your face.
a golden pool of glory,
suspended in the sky,
singing of God’s wondrous story,
sailing low sailing high, you have kept me wondering why.
You were born with all this finery,
and yet you fill up my life with your light,
So that I may once more see,
The beauty of creation, surrounding me.
Once more this year as you sail the sky,
Touch those lonely hearts and tell them of your love.
Just tell them why.
and hopefully within their breast as you lay.
and faded into the sky.
with the dawn of a brand new day. I pray,
That God would grant me a harvest moon.
To add some joy to a darkened day.
Dilani Diva
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