AVE VERUM
It rains, on this day full of grace
- and yet, the waterfall, in tune, of
birdsongs, of joy pouring from breeze
onto promises of plenty, budding
green, chant of a sun, pure, inherent
to nature, thus to being..
Blessed are perceptions, gently stirred
by breath, soft as a lullaby, of fruit to grow
and borne within –
Hallowed ground of seeds quenched, of hands
that tend, with love, each prayer answered
- now, as in all hours of grateful beginnings.
Amen.
© 2007 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®
This poem is an exquisite dedication to our wonderful friend and fellow poet, Ed Kostro. You are truly an amazing and beautiful spirit, meu Amor.
Beijinhos,
Teu Joseph
Blowing from the heart of Portugal the Mistral wind will warm our heart.
Georg
FEe
to dedicate it to than Ed! He's
topnotch and a better person you
can not know. :)
Richard
by breath, soft as a lullaby, of fruit to grow
and borne within –
A truly lovely piece, Alexandra! And I love the artwork.
And thanks so very much for the dedication.