Out of a burning desire to be one with You,
I rise to majesty,
and at my best,
I set my wings ablaze
to shed my mortal shackles,
My burning carcas;
like a flame thrown across the sky
falls back towards the earth,
Turned to ash;
Scattered, freed, elevated,
and no sooner dead, that I am born again
Out of the very ashes
of my mortal self.
More majestic, more in Love.
Though i remain oblivious,
Your entire creation is awed
at the spectacle of this magnificent proclamation,
of my love for You.
In a rugged old corner,
of a rugged old house,
A weary old artist,
holds a palette in one hand,
Struggles with a brush,
and the canvass he barely sees,
he paints with his mind,
his shakey hands wont.
I thank “Jingle Poetry” (http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/) and its team for holding the events in order to further the beauty of expression and by providing poets a forum for sharing their works with the rest. With the thanks extended, I accept my “Perfect Poet award” with gratitude and nominate “nano1982” for her writing “Sparkle in Love” (http://nohaemile.wordpress.com/2011/03/06/sparkle-in-love/)
Here is the writing that won the love of “Jingle Poetry” and Yours…..:
In the sweet remembrance of those who lost their lives when a 9.0-magnitude earthquake hit the Pacific coastal areas of northeastern and eastern Japan on March 11, triggering enormous tsunami leaving 10,151 people dead and 17,053 others unaccounted for by 10:00 a.m. local time:
On the once peaceful shores of Okinawa,
When I came to find you,
I saw you in the wayward growth of the
flowers on the shore,
and in the warmth of your presence in the wind,
I felt you,
I heard your voices when the birds sang,
and I thought to myself,
you never did leave the shores
Break the bones of winter’s sorrow,
Rise above the skeptics’ scorn,
Brave the ills of a luckless morrow,
With a heart of gold and faith to follow.
A million woes, should not restrain,
Your giving heart, whence,
the aching world,
And I, may borrow.
(This poem was written as an apology to my wife after an argument)