My True Inspiration - Poem by Hime Hiroda
Verse upon verse, rhymed and unmeasured
Burst forth from my joyful soul unfettered
My inspiration divine lives gloriously eternal
Though my mortal pen may prove ephemeral
What delight it is in my bosom found
That no language can it be expressed profound;
Let all the earth break out in melody
In a praise so great it rivals angelic rhapsody.
Let the verdant greens of the earth rejoice
At the sound of worship of the unearthly voice
Let all the winds in their high strung paths
Carry the revelry from start to last.
Let every fluttering leaf dance to the beat
Of all birds a-flying, sky’s the limit;
Make the springs sing songs of unending love
And let the zephyrs bring them to the deity above.
Bask in the sun’s dazzling cosmic display
As a sign that God’s love endures day by day
Feel the tickling breeze caress your face
Revel in the warmth of your love’s sweet embrace.
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