Son of the earth and sea and sand,
Dwell not on the trials of yesterday,
Bridges, and tunnels, and barns
Ghostly reflections of passageways and dwellings
And the dark weight of legacy and tradition,
Of yesterday, from the sun and sky.
Today the wind brings a new light upon firm clay.
Gently drift from long history,
Journey slow amid those worried trees,
Ascend the ragged cliffs
Then call upon that breeze that once chilled your front door,
Holding no troubled songs
To announce the gleaming promise yet unfolding.
This does my heart good to read, and discern... Best of luck to you, in the coming days. I wish you nothing but peace, love and happiness, as you journey forth...
I love this. I felt so inspired and hopeful while I read it. I have three sons and wish this attitude for them al; myself too. Watching them unfold and grow into men as they go through puberty, I think this is a very close approximation of many of their feelings and emotions. Wonderfully written. Thanks! Peace... Pam
WELCOME, apparently, to PH. it took a bit of effort for ME to wade through this one. maybe the sentences could be shorter for ME. well, PH is NOT all about me, though i may like to think so. a poet's note might be nice, but i know of at least one member who felt a poem should stand on its own two feet. or was that stanzas? ? i would shorten it to: Son of the earth and sea and sand, Dwell not on the trials of yesterday! Today the wind brings a new light upon firm clay. Ascend the ragged cliffs Then call upon that breeze that once chilled your front door, To announce the gleaming promise yet unfolding. of course some readers, i'm sure, will love your version. great photo for poem. . thanks for sharing. bri :)
Worried trees of the past. Yes, on a new journey. Life is always with the memories of the past.
Fantastic expression. Beautiful poem shared amazingly. Thanks for sharing.10
A sublime start with a nice poem, Elaine. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Then call upon that breeze that once chilled your front door, Holding no troubled songs To announce the gleaming promise yet unfolding. the last sentence is so hopeful. A Poetess' vision should be always positive. we are poets who are called to change this world. thank you dear Poetess.