'A Star Gazers Dream'my Beloved Brother.A Doctor Lost To Covid Poem by Leela Rao

'A Star Gazers Dream'my Beloved Brother.A Doctor Lost To Covid



' Heaven Sent Intentions and Stargazing Dreams'

As The Mind's Eye Sings Overwhelmed, My Stewardship looms into Play.
A Scholarly Eye Looks Around, For Life has Changed without a Fray.
The Past Rolls Out It's Carpet Bold, An Emboldened Vision of Mirth,
Little Did I know that Day, By Travels and Mystic Ways, Cognizant Of
The Music Within, Withered The Days Of Subliminal Grace.

A Little Girl Trapped in Immortal Dreams, A Shimmering Canvas,
Without Melancholy, For in Those Tears and Oft Repeated Laments,
There Comes a Rainbow of Incandescent Saints.

A Compelling Desire to Quench The Earth's Voices, To Heal,
The Souls and Vacant Voices, Do Not Judge The History That's Gone,
A Day Of Solace, Without Answers To Prayers.

What a Legacy Of Garnered Strengths, Beckon To The Visions of An,
Illegitimate Force.To Be Defined By The Laws Of Life, Permeating,
The sounds of Streams and Souls Of Trees.I Did Not Glean The Rules,
The stars, The Moon And The Birds That Call.

The Beauty Of This Universe Engulfs, The Sorrows And Wayward Storms.
Life Can Change Without Merry Tunes, Laughter and Dreams, All Askew.
The Legions Of Grace Surrounds Us Now, Music Shrouds, Glimmers Of Hope,
Heart sings to Every Nuance, Zen Like Blessings, Signs Of Hope.

I Wished Upon That Lonely Star, She Shines So Bright, Twinkling Light,
Firmament Colored, Trees Have Stories, Gentle Reminder, Heartfelt Dreams.
Child Inside Me Sings a Song, Gentle Tunes, Whispered Dawn,
Join Me Then, Send Up A Prayer, Music Engulfs, No More Cares,

Comfort Me In This Emptiness, But Wait, The Church Bell Tolls.
Did Not The Cardinal Say, The Realm Of Human strife Is A Passing Phase,
Lords and Queens Have it Too, Time Can Muster strength, My Tears Flow,
A River Of Streams Of My Brother's Dreams.

A Humble Soul, No Wants Or Needs, To Serve With Love, Supreme Deeds.
Precious Stories He Shared With Us, His Vision For Man's Sustenance.
All Ye Folk Listen Up, There Comes Not Another One! He Did Strive,
To Right The Wrong, Ran To Mortals Every Call.No Friend To Hold His Hand
As Millions Prayed At Every Stand.

I Cried To The Lord Of All My Dreams, Let Me Breathe For My Darling Kin,
He Did No Wrong, But To Save His Kind.Why Then He Lay Without A Dream,
To Come Back To His Family's Stream.Was There No One To Hear His Pleas,
Stars Heard Our Calling, Mercy There Was None.My Sorrow Flows, Into
Oceans Of Tears, A Saintly Soul, Justice There Was Surely None.

If I Should Look Up at The Stars Tonight, I Know The Sky Looks, So New
And Bright.A Bevy Of Stars And The Moon, But Wait I See A Brand New One.
He Is That Star, The Others Cast Their looks, Wondering Why,
Rainbows Smile, Brother Of Mine, Your Sister Knows, You Wait For Me,
With Outstretched Arms.

Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: joy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I am a Sister in Grief at losing my dearest Brother to COVID.He Was a World Renowned Neurologist.He Could not Save Himself, neither cold I be at his bedside! !
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