How can one not see
so much of heaven's face
when there is much here
of loves sweet grace.
Doth they not see
the blooms of a rose
stems of grass dancin
when the wind blows.
Have they not dipped
in a mountain stream
or felt the warmth
of a sunray beam.
Are they blind to the moon
which conducts each star
to twinkle on lover's night
no matter where we are.
How can one not see
the beauty in a raindrop
or the foreverness
sharing love unstopped.
As the snow doth fall
and blankets our way
the peaceful serenity
massages the day.
Rivers rolling thru the land
toting so much mystery
and stopping where you are
to add your own history.
If nothing but vivid colors
or a rainbow in the breeze
got to know love exists
when you take a look at trees.
Oh, I've seen the serenity
of rolling ocean white caps
and the hardiest of crocus
peep thru snow from winter's nap.
How can one not see
love is all around in this
wrapped in heaven's touch
how can we miss its kiss.
Del Cano 2006 Jan
4 comments:
Ode to the Poet
She sees him gazing
on the side
of the mlountain...
the snow melting gladly;
and unloading it's precious cargo...
blooms of angels, they peer
up at him
the trees they sing to him
as the wind rolld through them
and the snow
gently unloads its' love
on him
as he sees the stars
tonight.
natalie
The butterfly garden awaits
The velvet touch of her arrival
The bright orange blossom balancing on top of the stem
Like a plate on top of a straw
Blowing in the wind ....
Silky weightlessness prancing amongst her feast
Captured by a hunter of the garden
Pinned to a timeless perfectionist box
This one is a keeper.
Notes by Renee'
Oh man this is beautiful! Moved me.
May Allah bless you,
Mia
Love this beautiful poem.........
MoodyMyke7
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