Deep within self-induced trance,
silence hath bread forth peace,
words rise from parchment bed,
twelve versing story of one.
In stillness of silent night,
a voice sings every word,
and I am in ah,
and I am in ah.
Words that leap from tree,
find depth of soul's heart,
storms rage howls it's beckon,
yet serenity in blankets cover,
strength finds it's truth,
and Love has been reborn,
and I am in ah,
and I am in ah...........
20/11/06 GJW.
Poetry is a Romance of Mind, n Heart..This Romance re-lived is is a Renaissance of Expression, and here, good Sir, you have hit th' mark, spot-on, sir.....F j R
This is beautiful.......love reborn with reverence........wonderful write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sounds like someone is in peaceful slumber with the one they love? ? I like this one Geoff.... another fine write! HG: -) xx