While living under the azure awning,
beyond a view of heaven, doubt may
torture, and faith may waver; but every
heart knows intrinsically that somewhere
out of mortal vision, and the count of
earthly time, we will live and love
again, in the glory of eternity.
It's so easy to become preocupied with our earthly troubles. Many, myself included, forget to visualize a bright beyond. This beautiful short poem is inspiring and hopeful reminder. Thanks for posting it!
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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This is perfectly stated. As a widower and at an advanced age, I believe it to the letter.
It reflects a deep understanding of love...
You reviewed a poem of mine, Beauty of the Rose, 9-26-06, and should have written these words back then. Thank you for your kind words.
Are you still posting your work? From the deeply cold mountains of Georgia - New Year wishes!
- Bill Broome