T.A. Rosenbaum Poems

Off it goes
Joyfully, singing, finding its desire, it settles
Keenly, kissing the gentle petals
But when the boreals blow
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Thanks be to strength, that keeps us in the long night
Thanks to weakness, with which, our soul learns right
Thank you beauty, a place of silence and light
Oh Beauty, you mute all else, make the spirit take flight
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Then
He told us of sadness, he taught us of pain
He showed us compassion, though in vain
He made us believe and brought to us home
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I write you words, you'll never read
My heart is yours, you'll never know
I give you my love, which you don't need
Every time, you turn and go
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There is a moment that emerges,
When beauty abounds, and sounds
Through all the thundering dirges
Shining radiantly bright, a light
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I lift my heart
I have no words, only hues
No words will do
What I have, I raise to you
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It is formless, a deep void unfathomable
Which is my pride and anger, that I cannot unseat
But their is a spring, its purity impregnable
Its waters the only safety from defeat
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The shore is quiet, the waves and gentle breeze
The night calls to me once more
Beneath the moon, do you remember?
How soon the stars in score
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I had a view of the east
And a tender petal floated in the breeze
Gently, softly, nothing else mattered in the least
At least, when its movements ceased
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What comes after here is purest truth indeed
That when a mind is vexed
with a heavy heart in need
From deep troubles
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