God! Yes, you! And well you know who you are. You omnipotent one, almighty light! And I? Sorry fleck you gaze on from far as I stumble and fall in hapless fight.
What must I be, for you to hear my prayer? Should I be wind and thrust a hardy blow? Or sound loud like a beast who guards her lair? Or verse or rhyme within a song of woe?
Don't turn away. Don't You deny me, God! I'm not a drifter who will beg for feed. No! I command you, “Look my way and nod.” I need your sign to soothe my spirit’s need.
I am a wild flame and I fume and blare! but will not kneel in humble, lowly prayer.
This brings out an interesting fact. . . even the prophets of the Bible questioned God. Reading this reaffirms for me that our sense is not necessarily God's point of view, and since I believe that God didn't create us to do us any favors, sometimes as a spirit-being wrapped in flesh and surrounded by people who claim to have all the answers, that maybe I need to, like exercise, sweat it out and feel uncomfortable to get the results that I know will do me good.
Thanks for this reflection Sis, there is a lot of motion in the commotion, and for me, it pushes me forward. Consider this "saved."
blessin's, and we'll get together at Blue Bottle before the month is out, making certain of it.
excellent poem ... i really like the finale couplet ...
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on August 14, 2004
Carmen this speaks volumes and is so excellent.
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I Shall Weep, No More
God! Yes, you! And well you know who you are.
You, omnipotent one, almighty light!
I? A sorry fleck you watch from afar,
dawdling through life; I think, for your delight.
What must I be, for you to hear my prayer?
A burst of wind, to thrust a mighty blow?
Or sound, loud as the beast which guards her lair?
Or verse, or rhyme within a song of woe? '
"I Shall Weep, No More"... It is a decision of a wise Soul that is opening a true path to travel on the Cosmic Mind... A poetical magnificence to shine on the eyes of all masters of the VERB.
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Boom! Pain! Blackness!
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Thus, begins a four-month recovery for both of them. Amber lost her left leg bel
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I sure can relate.
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Gina
For sure. For real. "What must I be, for you to hear my prayer?"
Absolutely.
The Truth in this one is a stunner. Go, Carmen, Go!
Reg.
Thanks for this reflection Sis, there is a lot of motion in the commotion, and for me, it pushes me forward. Consider this "saved."
blessin's, and we'll get together at Blue Bottle before the month is out, making certain of it.
cynth'ya
Powerfully said - a stunning write ... greatly enjoyed!
Robert
dawdling through life; I think, for your delight.
Powerfully penned, Carmen, and thoughts many can relate to.
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I Shall Weep, No More
God! Yes, you! And well you know who you are.
You, omnipotent one, almighty light!
I? A sorry fleck you watch from afar,
dawdling through life; I think, for your delight.
What must I be, for you to hear my prayer?
A burst of wind, to thrust a mighty blow?
Or sound, loud as the beast which guards her lair?
Or verse, or rhyme within a song of woe? '
LP {BRAVA}
royal gem of a sonnet!Kudo's my friend! Outstanding!
humility is always a stumbling block;-)
Love Tinka
I salute You, Sublime Poet!
Long Healthy Creative and Producing Life.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU