With roots of old, an ancient stem
I, in a dream once saw this gem:
This mighty tree that stretched to air,
and looked so strong and very rare.
Its roots dug down to core of Earth
reminded me of ancient worth
its leafs all true and vital signs
of life's most sacred, purest lines.
Its lights all shone like stars above
and made me feel the oldest love:
The one we need to feel inside
and never were supposed to hide.
I heard this voice, it touched my pride:
-Find your inner guide.
insightful poem well articulated and nicely penned in good rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing Victoria and do remain blessed.
Its lights all shone like stars above and made you feel the oldest love. Life faces death and voice of life is mystically captured. Time of death brings emotion. A nicely penned poem this is.10
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its leafs all true and vital signs of life's most sacred, purest lines. The one we need to feel inside Find your inner guide.......... very nice spiritual poem....eternal values..... the inner voice..... love ur poem. thank you dear poetess. tony