Beauty is our passage and salvation.
Golden streaks of light reflect
softly into my eyes from above.
Paths of wonder lie within reach.
With powerful and mighty thrusts,
the hearts of our gentle beast
roar to life authoritatively.
What was, seems miniscule and distant.
Yesterdays dream is todays reality.
We soar, shielded in the belly of mans folly,
guided by resolve and an eagles eye.
Dancing between gravity and orbit...
Time stands motionless between worlds,
racing forward to leave the future behind.
Can what was done hours ago be undone,
in another region, moments from now?
Tomorrow these thoughts will be keepsakes.
I'll awake and hold them dear. Meanwhile
this Silver Chariot embraces me
promising hope of a new dawn.
This is the most elegant description of flying I've ever read, Paul. Your unique perspective shows a profound appreciation for an experience which many take for granted. I think this poem captures the awe and respect folks felt when soaring through the clouds was first made available to the public. Bravo! Love and Hugs~
Sheila
The Author did have a smooth riding on his "Silver Chariot"...
This is a poem that brings the fire to light the torch of learning. Poetry expressed with the photos of dreams that can be felt, touched, digested and admired.
I must say that this is a masterpiece when it comes to deliver what poetry means.
I thank the Author for sharing this "Silver Chariot".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2003
I have a thing about time so your second last stanza amazed me to no end! Great write.
Since we're both dancing, may I have the honor of joining you? What an out-of-the-world experience between gravity and orbit!
Breathtaking!
Sandy
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2003
Simply amazing! I fly again in a few days.. this will be on my mind.. you have taken a common event and made it soar. What a wonderful talent you have! katy.
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2003
There is no Time in the spirit world and this one is profound!
Wonderful write, I loved the lines
We soar, shielded in the belly of mans folly,
guided by resolve and an eagles eye.
Dancing between gravity and orbit...
I love the whole thing. So so soft and beautiful. The last stanza with the silver chariots....oh. Just lovely....I really enjoyed the read and it was well worth stopping. Teresa
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2003
I LOVE your poetry....really love it Paul...Ty, Dani
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2003
this was a vividly beautiful poem with very deep thoughts and truths nice job
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In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
Sheila
This is a poem that brings the fire to light the torch of learning. Poetry expressed with the photos of dreams that can be felt, touched, digested and admired.
I must say that this is a masterpiece when it comes to deliver what poetry means.
I thank the Author for sharing this "Silver Chariot".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Breathtaking!
Sandy
Hugs,
Maria
Excellent Write!
Hugggs
Lady G.
Trixie :)
We soar, shielded in the belly of mans folly,
guided by resolve and an eagles eye.
Dancing between gravity and orbit...
especially.
Have a good weekend!
Reindeer
Vivid imagery and outstanding
write.:)
When traveling west all kinds of lovely thoughts come into ones head. Great Write my friend.
Tony