Pillars of Hope
Foraged assiduously through time
tonal hues paint delicacy’s balance;
Resting ethereality’s harvest in stillness,
as autumnal umbers fade into winter’s silence…
Imminence of surrender proudly rises
before an ubiquitous horizon of divination’s grace;
Searching empyrean gateways of divine wisdom,
opening the chaste paths of serenity’s peace…
Seeing into the quiescent forest of quietude,
unsullied hearts of desire are vowing devotions.
Their stoic fortress of passion is timelessly eternal,
discovering faithful eyes of everlasting beckon.
Calling to the descried visions of integrity’s credence,
tranquility lingers in love’s reliable softness,
settled by calm reproving lures glomming within…
Seeking answers in an endless question of truth,
deeming our visions upon the pledged vows of clarity;
Condemnation’s thorns are no longer held in regret,
piercing unwanted thoughts explored by inert fallows;
Reaching to understand beneath our shells of dignity,
our vulnerability is now bathing in balms of forgiveness…
Fragility of emotional pastorals explore their unison,
to cross the bridge of abandon with fortuned beliefs.
Saturating the breadth of emotions pondering happiness,
caressing the spiritual enlightenments of fulfillment;
The soul of love meets inside paths of destiny,
as the wholeness of harmony sings her glorious vocalic songs…
Savoring completion’s of emotional riches,
judgment slumbers beneath striven convictions;
Beyond the sacred bridge separating veins of principles,
under the vibrant stars of beatitudes blessings.
Unfolding now...gratuitous beliefs…
Precious sacraments giving birth…
This gracile existence of our everlasting spirituality,
forevermore evolving to offer ensouling wisdoms
as faith reveals new pillars of hope…
(Written: November 5th, 2009 8:21 a/m)
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Embraced ~ Embrassé
poétesse d'amour ~ poétesse romantique
Copyright© 2009 Poetess Victoria L. McColley
Sheila
Georg
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Regis
Winter as it approached - I no longer experience it directly - always had a quietness about it, that cold stillness when nothing much was going on, not outwardly at least and it was the season for reflection because it demanded and provoked reflection...and your fine work brings that time and atmosphere back to me vividly.
John
light and wisdom ...
r
Love,
Sage
forevermore evolving to offer ensouling wisdoms
as faith reveals new pillars of hope…
beautifully written.we are constantly evolving as people and spirit some faster than others but evolve we do, hopefully becoming, more loving and understnading of those we share this planet with, and with this magnifcent planet we call home.
thanks so much for such a beautifull piece Vickie.
Dave.