Love Above The Grand-Can - Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
Far upon the majestic grand,
My voice echoes across your land…
Is your head ringing with such wonder?
Do you hear the sound of thunder…?
I am older but wiser and still beauty wanes…
Words and love, grown from the heart, remains…
I hear your whisper in the quiet of the night.
Lord, heal “such wounds” for the soul to take flight!
You are unique in God’s greater scheme of design.
Can you smell this enchanting Rose and taste his wine…?
I never thought such a memory would thus wane…
Life is for living victoriously, not worrying about a game.
Not that I’m heartless, but that I chose love, and love’s best fit.
There is no profound or enchanting love story, without true-grit.
Can you hear words of my heart, without the ego undressing its fear?
There are no obstacles or unwanted distractions conjured up here...
Can you hear these melodic tones of love, as I dance on Heaven’s floor?
There is no wind up here, this majestic night; so marvellously adored.
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