Gainor Ventresco Laney

Rookie (March 29,1963 / Boston, Mass)

Toward Bliss - Poem by Gainor Ventresco Laney

Trust is a small bird
in two cupped hands
a rare exotic totem
for the longing to fly
for the courage to spread dewey wings
and escape

Faith is a whisper in my ear
an urging to raise my head
to listen for the prayer
chanted for me on the wind

Love is a memory tapping at my skull
a shiver on the back of my neck
a reminder that somethings coming
an invitation to the ecstatic experience

Hope is the spider in my chest
creating a web within my heart
a delicate sparkling ladder
for my soul must travel upward

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 2, 2006

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