Divine Music Poem by Kasia Fedyk
Divine Music
When their eyes are full of tears
they feel the ocean running down their cheeks
and when they smile, it's the sun rays
upon their lips lifting the corners to make a bow.
When they feel confused they see the moon with her mysteries
inside their minds, showing fullness and crescent times
filling them with all the rhymes of the philosophers
from ancient times so they remember truths discovered
in the dark.
When they lift their hands to write a book
they feel the trees on a paper blank
and their fingers the branches they once were
and now
they give life to the tree so it will remember them.
When they laugh the mountains top open their beauty
and it echos through them.
-Divine music
This one plays like music. Fabulous. I think I hear Pirate Girl whistling in the background, and she's not whistling at my shape.
inside their minds, showing fullness and crescent times filling them with all the rhymes of the philosophers from ancient times so they remember truths discovered in the dark................................................................................................. lily rejoices spark of full moon on its lofty grace beams of white reflexes on skin of haste night seems to slowly redeem by milky way heart remembers the deer red yet resonating..............oh what a write by imagery and metaphors impulsing reader to go through again and again when so intoxicating!
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When they lift their hands to write a book they feel the trees on a paper blank and their fingers the branches they once were and now they give life to the tree so it will remember them. When they laugh the mountains top open their beauty and it echos through them. I especially loved the imagination in these lines that stand on the brims of our open heart........the rhythm in divine music, this poem! !