John Martinez


I Of The Beholder - Poem by John Martinez

Rejoice not in your gods withered and forsaken
the mystic greys of winter your forests overtaken

In mournful shades devoid of light
I, of the beholder take delight

For within grows
Within you glows

A celestial presence long dormant and hidden
Springs forth in sparkles as so bidden

In streams of multi-colored light
I, of the beholder take delight

Spread your spirit, its radiance from your center,
provocative, impulsive, and passionate being of light
Only from here can you enter

Into realms unspoken from ancient lore
I, of the beholder bear witness as you soar
Through distant galaxies as you explore

Your brief expression on this earth,
presented you with sadness,
and blessed you with mirth

I, of the beholder saw you stumble, saw you fall,
through your eternities, yet you did not yield, and with heavenly grace, you did stand tall

Through your frailties, and abandoned senses
You persevered among the weeds of your life's lessons

I placed in your hands you last cup of tea,
and in return it was your soul you entrusted to me

Unencumbered and mortally free
this was always my eternal gift to thee

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 15, 2013


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