Sitting in awe of nature, I ponder the legacy that I'm leaving and whether I'm fulfilling my sacred call.
Stilled, in awe at water's edge/ as angels paint in billowed depth/ pearl & cadaverous vapored mists/ on canvas brushed with amethyst/
surrendering, I close my eyes/ to revel in this sacred time/ as dreams extend expectant hands/ intrigued, my soul begins its stand/
rebuking thoughts that rape the heart/ silencing voices in the dark/ opposing doubts & sleepless nights/ with contrasting golden rays of light/
Oh what a beautiful vision Shirley, so beautifully penned as well. A look to self and life itself for one's self. And to be free to reflect on such beautiful and not so beautiful things is such a lovely piece of art. How at the end you have stilled all and consider your legacy...
Just beautiful, so well-written I am thoroughly impressed you are quite talented as a writer and a visionary!
Love and Light
Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
I received this poem as though I were enjoying a slice of ambrosia the color of the purpliscious photo you included. For me, the clearest tone in the gorgeous windchimes of this poetry is: "in truth I know that I am free/" and that note rings music when placed with the other beautiful tones in this piece of writing. ~~ Diana
You took us on a soulful and depth-seeking journey as you raised questions which need answering. If the call is sacred as you say, then you have no more to say about it than you do the setting of the afternoon sun today. Your legacy will be proud and true, because it will be you, and will hold that sacred calling to a high water mark. Beautiful poetry, Shirley.