I am but a stream between hard rocks
mountains sings for my arrival
while I soar like an eagle.
I am but tranquility and grace
moving effortlessly between now and tomorrow
carrying the stories of the neighborhood.
I am but a stream between rocks
gracefully reflecting the evening moon
and calming the mid afternoon sun.
I am but a stream traveling upward
a walking canvas of God's drawing
no mistakes nor regrets.
I am but his words and his promises
I am a portrait of humanity, humility, grace and forgiveness
I am agape love...I am! Yes, I am the daughter of the Almighty.
‘a walking canvas of God's drawing’ ~ as a wee poet I find the gamut in this line…in this brilliant poetry…… Congrats for sharing Emu Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
Emu, great write and God will love you for this. Enlightening to those who love Him and Good News to those that don't know Him. A 10. Lynn
As for me, while soaking each feather of antisaption of your being and things where the bird which it waits for your arrival I come...iip
Emu! This is so beautiful! Very good..last stanza summed it up perfectly. A really inspired write! ; D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely words dear poet, I feel the same way :) Keep writing......