He holds my hands and leads me
To the musicality of his love.
He codes my sound to his life
As sea birds coo to their seas
He lowers my feet lower
As falling snow flake
Into the field of his sound code
Until I quiver in quick fulfillment
Kind joinder of waiting heaven
When silky words sink
Into the gleeful arms of heavenly ears
Hold my tongue to alter alone
the heroic sound of concord
Only spoken in the spirit
Finding entrance into the ears
Of laughing Angels
Until the longest tide settles
On the growing teeth of time
And the sweetest ebb finds its mate
In the awesome belly of my laughing sea
Now lead my echoes
With scented breath to the ocean of reveries
As my ears lick
The sound of singing stars
Do lead my gaze
In songs like falling blaze
To the fertile maze again
To the greater lighter light
Where dreams grow in boundless myth
Where love nests in our souls in heavenly stars
Hold my hand in this singing heavens
Now that souls can see like common eyes
And words are pure objects
Needing no
Let me touch the unseen like in the sea
Peter walked on water unseeing
Let me speak in heaven
While leaning in dream on the church wall
Until every word with speed of Eagles
Finds romance in the ears of God
Please hold my tongue to crow
In full stretch to the last fulfillment
When the last mist of doubt demists
In the soul of my waking morning
When the sun strolled out of my firmament
In long pajamas of confidence
Hold my ears and lead me
To the musicality of my life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poetry.