Her Essence
She arrives as an innocent pellucid moment;
Whispering upon quietude’s of silence.
Her eyes are diaphanous mirrors;
The color of love…
Gazing upon her reflective pools;
She motions…a language of balance…
Her gown…a withy vision of purity;
Made from the roots of perseverance…
She holds the salience of clay-
as an offering of her rare quintessential stones.
…Polished jewels from the prismatic opulence of her soul-
Formed by the motley essence of her enlightenments…
She places warmth upon the endowing heart of dreams;
Outstretching the illumed evidence of her wisdoms…
Arriving through destined moments…ensouled by time,
She is the eternal compass of beatific expressions.
Holding the bounty of transpicuous promises;
Her essence is the fragrant breadth of supple rose petals.
Her descrying eyes…the diaphanous mirrors of presence;
The color of love…
(Written: September 6th, 2009 1:03 p/m)
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Embraced ~ Embrassé
poétesse d'amour ~ poétesse romantique
Copyright© 2009 Poetess Victoria L. McColley
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stare and will witness the love inside themselves".
My My, You are the angel of light , written with a pen of light,
upon a page of light.
Unbelieveable to me are your precious gems so bright,
fasioned from the light, they are.
Transparently pure are you ...a star.
"Her eyes are diaphanous mirrors" is clearly symbolic of being able to see into the deepest essences of a persons soul. And in juxtapose: "the diaphanous mirrors of presence" allows one the ability to look at themselves in the process. The image is beautifully symbolic of intimacy, a well of purest waters being offered, moist and fragrant, and hued in the concupiscent color of love. Blessings ...
Love and Blessings,
Christine
Your Newfie Friend, Hugs, Rose
This goes beyond ode to worship of on high, a goddess figure, a beatific Virgin. Beautifully, richly said.
John
Georg
hugs
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Regis
Fan!
Always,
Deborah