God's Holy Light Poem by Hazel Durham
God's Holy Light
Green, gold, blue and white,
The county of Carlow shimmers with attitude
In the strong July sunlight,
Fields expanding over to an optimistic horizon,
Green and gold blending into a blue and white sky,
We travel in the bus through the Ancient East having fun,
We laugh at our silliness with the constant allure of the mighty sun
Shining on green trees, hedges and grass bursting with life having won
The gift of healthy roots shooting up to the heavens above,
I find in your sky blue eyes the present striding out with purpose and the truth of your love,
The bus travels through a small village called Leighlinbridge
Sleeping in a dreamy vision of narrow roads stretching out to my kind of sanctuary,
Trees and hedges seem to be tumbling onto the intimacy of the road ahead,
I feel so happy travelling with you and soaking up the views of Mount Leinster and the Blackstairs Mountains,
Their presence stamps my belonging to this shimmering jewel of a county,
A tenderness and love blossoms as i see
The sweeping green, gold, blue and white,
That merges in your sky blue eyes as i see God's light,
Now there is no darkness, no lonely night,
God's light swallows our past,
You hold my hand as we give up the fight
Of painful memories that had captured our peace on many lonely nights,
Together we feel God's holy light,
As Carlow unites our peace and love with the serenity of the night.
Heartfelt words. May memories live on in both of your hearts. Thank you so much.
Up Carlow and all the GOOD memories, not the bad memories Hazel, I AM SENDING FOR INSPRIATION OVER TO THE OTHER COUNTY ON YOUR BORDER good work. I have writer block from the wexford woman with all the birds. I still cannot spell. very good poem
Up Carlow and all the GOOD memories, not the bad ones memories Hazel, SENDS FOR INSPRIATION OVER TO THE OTHER COUNTY ON YOUR BORDER good work. I have writer block from the wexford woman with all the birds
You hold my hand as we give up the fight Of painful memories that had captured our peace on many lonely nights, Together we feel God's holy light, As Carlow unites our peace and love with the serenity of the night. A nice recollection of memories, a wonderful poem.
Let God's holy light be the guide of our life. A perfect composition of love and life. Thanks for sharing. Regards.
You make me homesick for your country that I have never seen! That's good writing when you can accomplish that! Your celebration of your country charms your readers! ! ! ! This is such a blend of love- -love of country, love of a man, love of God in such wonderful words..... The bus travels through a small village called Leighlinbridge Sleeping in a dreamy vision of narrow roads stretching out to my kind of sanctuary, Trees and hedges seem to be tumbling onto the intimacy of the road ahead, I feel so happy travelling with you and soaking up the views of Mount Leinster and the Blackstairs Mountains, Their presence stamps my belonging to this shimmering jewel of a county, A tenderness and love blossoms as i see The sweeping green, gold, blue and white, That merges in your sky blue eyes as i see God's light, Now there is no darkness, no lonely night, God's light swallows our past, Wonderful! ! ! 10++++++++++++++++++++++
Let the beauty of nature cover your eyes to see only great things, let the softest touch of wind soothe your own skin, let all the wisdom from surround gather in your heart, so u be whole again, so you get healed again and again.... Wonderful write... I hear your spirit soaring high here..
A lovely poem from the heart. I must spend more time reading.
Green and gold are blending into a blue and white sky. God's light swallows our past, definitely and holds hand for uplifting us for a new heaven. Wonderful drafting this poem is and this definitely gives nice essence....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/30/2023 11:13:56 AM # 1.0.0.1113
What a lovely write, great line Trees and hedges seem to be tumbling onto the intimacy of the road ahead, you can feel the passion you hold for Carlow. nicely done. Annette.