Touch my soul
deep within
making way
for the light...to come in.
Whispering lyrics filling the night
songs of hope inspire insight
beckoning souls lost in flight.
Touch my soul
deep within
making way
for the light...to come in.
Roaming the empty spaces of time
searching for peace they long left behind
infinite darkness surrounds all the light.
Touch my soul
deep within
making way
for the light...to come in.
Eagles soar peace-filled so free
they know the answers
whispered, that we seek.
Touch my soul
deep within
making way
for the light...to come in.
Listening ears, deafened with pride
knowing everything, yet nothing is right
walk in the wind, excuses denied.
Touch my soul
deep within
making way
for the light...
to come in.
Amen!
{N: Hope you don't mind my calling you Sister; I am not one to
pay attention to what I consider to be artificial barriers. Peace,
Phyllis)
You just predicted the attitudes of Washington D.C. before Hurricane Katrina even hit the coast. Who says that poets shouldn't be heard on the White House Lawn? Oh yeah, George told Laura not to entertain nuts like us, twice in row, didn't he now?
blessin's Sistah,
cynth'ya lewis reed
stunning poetry
great imagery
well done
It's no mystery-
YOur feelings you do not lack
The lines that repeat could go
In a Spiritual song.
I enjoyed this completely-
Thank you for sharing this
Special piece.
I felt like I was climbing up
Heavens sTarcase- WArmly-Sweet Sheee P.S. YOu touched my Soul-
~Plant a SEED and Watch it GroWww~ and...it will you know.
Regis
Perfection!!
And the space between the lines even makes you float to the next...very quietly....like a bird just hanging there before moving his wings before the next dive to another level!!
Love Tinka
Reindeer
the spirit! Thank you!
Eileen
they know the answers
whispered, that we seek.
I think they truly do, and I love this poem, Mizzlady.