Theresa Ann Moore (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

The morning sun rises above the horizon
as shades of gold and blue fill the atmosphere
Gentle rays, warm like the voices of a choir
fill hearts with joy... both far and near

When the awe-inspiring blaze reaches its peak
a brilliance emanates causing skin to glisten
The intense glow sings with lyrical praises
as breezes transport angelic sounds… Listen

Slowly the intoxication of a vibrant flower
begins to fade… as gray rain blurs vision
Songs of love are washed away with tears
while hearts fill with sadness as if imprisoned

The dark of night harbors lingering embers
emitting precious thoughts that remind...
In time of loss there is painful incompleteness
Voices in the wind spark images left behind

2/13/2012