Your voice, a dove to my ears
Works magic to end my fears
Your touch, a lamb to my hand
Easing with calmness to expand
What angel you are, who spurs
My soul to a realm of stars.
I, you touched into rebirth
As vales green anew with mirth
You covered me with sunlight
From the heavens, that lit bright
You showed me life can dwarf death
Showed me joy in Christmas wreath.
With wisdom, words of yours rains
Like the rock, they do remain
Standing, never the crumbled
Sand, whose spirit is bungled
A wonder, who like the morn
Awakens me with light on.
it seems again i chose to read a touching poem which i did before...the title is attractive, for that i came back, ..enjoyed tis passionated poem
Obinna, this one IS beautiful! my favorite lines.....'What angel you are, who spurs My soul to a realm of stars.'
Such a gentle and soft piece, Obinna.Thanks for sharing! With best wishes, Yelena.
‘…What angel you are, who spurs/My soul to a realm of stars.’ Simply kaleidoscopic play of colorful words with inbuilt beautness…passion shrouding and showering… Ms. Nivedita UK PS 10+
naphright naphright (11/30/2009 11: 44: 00 PM) sweet to the taste
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
un believable again I have chosen the same poem