Ray Lucero


God Called Them Home - Poem by Ray Lucero

Ten thousand years I’d trod this dusty earth
Wore sundry faces, did deeds good and bad
Culled skills along the way to prove my worth
Been a Bard, Shaman, Sage and Nomad

From afar I heard a velvet voice
Call my aching body and broken heart
His magnetic pull gave me no choice
The Angel then led me to my counterpart

Thru gray mist a delicate hand did reach
She gently placed her tiny hand in mine
My pounding heart did humbly beseech
That once more our eager souls entwine

Lovers kissed, bid Earth good-bye
We at last ascended Sapphire sky

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  • (2/8/2009 2:46:00 PM)

    This is absoluty beautiful. Reading all your other work, I belive I have found my new favorite poet. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 12, 2011


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