Burning Blessing Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Burning Blessing

Rating: 4.9


The Powers of the depths
in a gasp of pain
rise to the realm of Intensity.
The songs of the soul,
then
meet the dance of the body.
The heart meets the sky
and when the horizons widen,
love spends itself in
fire
into a burning blessing.
Love is its own reward.
Aim at the stars
and not at mountain peaks.
Life is a celebration
when you aim high.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rudy We 07 June 2010

i had to read twice and slowly to understand the depth of your verses.. The heart meets the sky and when the horizons widen, love spends itself in fire into a burning blessing. love spends itself into a burning blessing. so nice

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Nosheen Irfan 20 October 2015

Love is a burning blessing...so true. Awesome poetry.

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Tom Billsborough 03 June 2016

beautiful analogies. Fine poem. Tom Billsborough

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Have an increased vision and expectancy. There is so much more., for us to receive. Loved your poem. Inspiring and encouraging! ; D

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Sranisha Francis 16 September 2015

Love is its own reward.. Ja, it is really true.

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Sharron Stephenson 26 July 2018

rated it the big 10 hope that is ok

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Sharron Stephenson 26 July 2018

strong and beautifully written my favorite poem

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Khairul Ahsan 19 July 2018

'Aim at the stars and not at mountain peaks. Life is a celebration when you aim high.' - I am indeed very much inspired by these words; aim high to celebrate life! The most intriguing lines of the poem: 'love spends itself in fire into a burning blessing' - These words made me think and think over and over again!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 14 October 2017

There is unlimited power if love within soul. This inherits values and power of resistance. The Powers of the depths in a gasp of pain rise to the realm of Intensity. Life is a celebration. With power of dignity of souls we can cross mountains and stars to touch peaks. An excellent poem this is really.10

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Glen Kappy 23 June 2017

yes, love is its own reward. love is its own reward. amen, tony. -glen

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