Learn More

Margaret Alice Second

Freshman - 1,420 Points (24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Spiralling Eternally [REVISED]


Every note perfectly formed, a unique pearl
with beauty enough to reflect life holistically,
every note a small part of the hologram that
portrays this whole when laser-light of our
consciousness shines upon them, every phrase,

every peak in Ave Maria becomes feeling that
expresses longing, reverence, a dream of help
from spiritual dimensions, a silent meditation
composing my mind, calming my heart, filling
the moment with delight; my soul soars and

returns to the hologram, merging individual
feeling with a kaleidoscope of multifaceted
emotion containing everything that has been,
with enough space for an infinite range that
keeps growing, spiralling eternally

[When Maria Callas sings, I see her as a potter
carefully forming every note – deftly changing
her mouth, using her breath, to create rounded
notes that sometimes stretch into a longer
line, waxing and waning perfectly…]

Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Topic of this poem: music


Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Spiralling Eternally [REVISED] by Margaret Alice Second )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. A Child's Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas
  2. No Man Is An Island, John Donne
  3. If, Rudyard Kipling
  4. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  5. I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  6. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  7. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  8. Clean And Cleanliness, gajanan mishra
  9. Ring Out , Wild Bells, Alfred Lord Tennyson
  10. Main neer bhari dukh ki badli, Mahadevi Varma

Poem of the Day

poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]