It is there in many forms
Colorful, gay, radiant
Some drab and muted
Some luminous and elegant.
When the wind blows
It swings and dances
Sometimes frantic
Sometimes slow.
Its soft light is man’s wonder
Skillfully honed and mastered
To illuminate lovers
And guide the path
Of a lonely dreamer.
The Lantern is there once more
Lovingly giving warmth
Beaconing far and beyond
Like a whisper from a tomb
Praying for a lost soul to come home.
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john
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Tanya
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AJGrover
I have enjoyed the reading of "The Lantern" for its contents of art and poetic-philosophic voice.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
I realized that your words are correct
Yes a lantern is like people it gives us warmth and
it lights our path and illuminates our love!
Absolutely stunning view of thoughts!!
Enjoyed reading your words of wisdom very much!
Wishing you Love Peace and Joy.....Morning Star
Regis
Sincerely,
Regino
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Your poem inspires such beautiful thoughts of the after life. Goes to show the light of life never goes out it's an eternal light. Very well written. Blessings Always, Paul.