The first light appeared in the sky
It sent shimmering rays
Over the rice field
A golden path was created
It tickled the dendrites
Of my mind.
A new day is born
I immediately grab my pen
It bleeds
Myriad of thoughts and emotions
And words
Dance before my very eyes.
At dawn
A poem is born
It is a recollection of sorrows
Solitude and togetherness
A slice of history
And a childhood memory.
It is my language
That comes from the innermost
Chamber of the mind
Through the core of the heart.
It is ardently hoped
That like a river
It flows
And sears through
Your deepest hearts.
Copyright 2017, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
wow! The torrent flow of words Dances in my mind and itches in the core of heart to inspire a poet to free words from inner soul- continue your poems with my 10###
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It is my language That comes from the innermost Chamber of the mind Through the core of the heart....these words are beautiful. Heart touching.
Such a lovely expression of the birth of poem. So well penned and presented. Lovely. Encaptivating.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That like a river..It flows..And sears through..To your deepest hearts..I feel the beauty of expression of a poetic soul here! Such a wonderful piece..10/10
Your nice comments are highly appreciated, Dr.Dillip. Thank you for the visit.
Your generous comments fuel the mind to soar. Thank you, Dr. Dillip for your visit.