I wander ethereal realms
in my gossamer dreams
light as a feather,like a
butterfly I flutter by
with a tender love, spread
like soft white clouds up
above,in the bright blue sky
I drift oh so high in this
wondrous gift of mothingness,
I find the hallowed haunts of
happiness-the beauty so intense
yet , I have enough sense,to
know I cannot stay ,for it is not
my day,it is only a dream,and
I must wait for the call of the
Supreme, so I go back to the
harsh bed of reality,praying
that when I am beckoned I
will be ready for the actuallity
your poem is rich and powerful with inspiration Eileen -- much love and peace to you my dear friend --- Jon Michael
Reviewed by randy smith (Reader)
Reviewed on February 28, 2009
Who can know the morrow? who can of an assurity realize His dreams!
I must wait for the call of the supreme! great line, great poem.
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Eileen,
A thoughtful and haunting blend of hope, fantasy and reality but never straying from the reality, the realization of our mortality. I love your takes and angles, your points of view, and where they lead me.
John
Stunning imagery beautiful inspiring write!
I think that a Summons to heaven can
Be very captivating and I love the
Vividness of this verse
Brilliant inspiring thoughts!!
Peace Love and Light.....Yolie
Whenever we are alone in a peaceful state, breathing deeply, letting our soul to roam outside ourselves we get that affirmative nod from the guy guarding that sky's pearly doors.
ET, you don't wrote about ethereal realms...you were there.
Souls that reach to heaven know it's there, and when they return always bring back a cloud of happiness, may you be surounded by it.
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
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I must wait for the call of the supreme! great line, great poem.
I very much enjoy your site. Randy C. Smith
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Carole~
Love,
Christine
inspired poem ...
A thoughtful and haunting blend of hope, fantasy and reality but never straying from the reality, the realization of our mortality. I love your takes and angles, your points of view, and where they lead me.
John
I think that a Summons to heaven can
Be very captivating and I love the
Vividness of this verse
Brilliant inspiring thoughts!!
Peace Love and Light.....Yolie
A beautiful soliloquy . . . breathtaking!!
Hugs,
Lance
ET, you don't wrote about ethereal realms...you were there.
Georg
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
Those ethereal dreams keep me moving on though...:~)
Cryssa :~)
happiness-the beauty so intense
I truly hope that we can all find that, some day.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
With Love,
Cindy
Then put me on the edge
Of mortality.
Doug
Be always safe,
Karen