"Beloved”
Alone in time
A nameless force
Compelled me
To put pen to paper today
Not to disappear from presence of this abyss
But we are contained by life
The wind has touched before
Do not walk past so fast
Over time
I have come to understand
What it means to be touched by wind
As the glowing suns warmth
Sometimes disappears from my heart
My mind continues to roam
My eyes look where the sun was brutal once
Oh!
If I could touch your soul now
By gazing through...
Gazing through those windows to your soul
I would search through every spider web
And hope to find
A musical dream
No longer about loneliness
But us
Copyright © 2005 Tinka Boukes
God bless,
Sandie.
love and peace
Hope is always the last thing lost
and your expression of hope for real love
is fantastic and I love this too.
You are so gifted.
PEACE AND INSPIRATION',
Rich Criso Suarez
What it means to be touched by wind "
Oddly enough, I've asked the wind for a favor in my weekly "post" today. And that was before reading this beauty. Thank you, Tinkasweets. Love and peace. Regis
Take care Tink Tinka
What it means to be touched by wind"
This is obviously true in your case Tinka.
Your recent poems are so inspiring and jam-packed with Wisdom.
Many Blessings,
Joseph
Peace and love, Carole
A musical dream
No longer about loneliness
But us
I hope all your dreams are both lovely and musical, Tinka.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
stilldarnthoseaussies..
Eileen
" A nameless force
Compelled me ,To put pen to paper today "
Super write
Peter
Paul;-)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
Felix