Your Spirit Walks Freely In My Mind Poem by Theo Williams
Your Spirit Walks Freely In My Mind
We walk around on this pluvious day
In remembrance of the strong hearted
Whom everyday fought a great battle
But this disease is why they departed.
We gather with tears to a ceremonial reminiscence
Listening to the lost voices in the wind
Melancholy songs are sung to those we miss
Uniting us to words so mellifluous.
Candles are lit to remind us of souls
Who so bravely overlooked their world with a smile
We stand in a one minute silence
Where your spirit enters my mind for a while.
I stare into the candle and see more than a flame
Feel more than warmth, feel more than sadness
I see an energy conflating with mine, a smile with a smile
A tear with a tear, a light with a sickness I yearn for madness.
We sit and lay conversing with one another
About little things in life, about interests, sharing stories
But when the chatter dies down and my heart feels kind
I can feel your beautiful spirit
Walk freely in my mind.
Theo, this poem remind me something, a diary of mine written by time, cant read by eyes but it does lay in heart...always surprising some way you always remind me about something...like my End Of Time, this poem could bring me back to the time when i found my strength from a candle, lovely write Theo! _Soul
Hello! It was for Relay for life but it can mean different things to people.
Hi Theo! I like this poem! Is it for Anzac Day? Because this is what it reminds me of. If you see this comment, can you get back to me as soon as you can?
a really nice write Theo, to those who are gone but never forgotten for who they were and what they represented
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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reread this poem again my old friend, and after all time and years consumed since that this poem still sound great and soothing. Although you leaving poem hunter i still read it again to honour of our old friendship and to remember all nice words you used to share. :)