Rejoice: In Morning's Glory Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver
Rejoice: In Morning's Glory
REJOICE!
O’ the early dawn spills through the blind
The window and all around
Too, your love rises with the sun
Spills bright everywhere around
Your eyes shine tender care in abound
I must give praise today for,
Gentle hands that caresses my cheek
Hands, the manicurists that make soft my feet
While I dream, they place water, pills, all
Near my head, then follows with
Coffee to wake my sleepy head
The splendor of your loving care
Gives me surety of pure love
My dear dare see what I see:
Gaze in your own heart, within
Sits love in sheer delight,
I dream of my being your feet in
Your empty shoes,
My legs in your empty chinos
My arms in your vacant shirt
Holding you tight with all my might
My step, your step, one footstep
My breath, your breath, onebreath
My dear, what an awesome feeling!
Both’ll carry this morn into eternity…
May 11.2010
wonderful poem.. I think i see a spiritual connection.. more than metaphysics. :) . Wonderful poem.. i live it.
it's like reading the SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON again... nice write!
You have painted love on a canvass of breaking light from dark. And this light we want to have from the beginning of life, but reality mislead us to the non-satiated passions. Any way, very compact and skillful picturisation of a dreamy reunion with the innerself. May it be the memory of a person who has departed before, but strictly it is the passion to attain the greater or alter igo of the poet himself by the shadow of some other dearest one. Well-written, enjoyed. With regards, 10+ pranab
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I would like to translate this poem
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Ma’am who is behind this ‘Dawn’…just Dawn or someone else…where subconscious trying for a ‘Dawn-Fixation’ of some thing ‘Un-Gotten’…or ‘Verily-Gotten’……here is the beauty in this poetry that readers must delve/contemplate deep to get the answer…enigmatic to me… thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10