When We Meet Again (poem) by Billy Johnson, MD, Ph.D on AuthorsDen

When We Meet Again
by Billy Johnson, MD, Ph.D → (All Poetry by Billy Johnson, MD, Ph.D)
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A poem of hope and faith that someday, we'll unite with loved ones that we missed through death.
When We Meet Again One day--- When we meet again I’ll give you flowers grown in my heart, Fresh and pure, and without blemish Nourished from the fountain of my eyes And songs from birds that know my love for you Butterflies that pour out their fragrance, And the wind and sun that watch over you As you sleep in eternal beauty. Some day---- When we shall meet again, We’ll romance in the garden of tranquil ocean, We’ll sing with the symphony of Mozart, Our voices so loud and sweet, It will awaken the dead, And the sick and dying will find strength, And the afflicted and despised Shall learn to forgive and love again. Tomorrow, like yesterday--- When we meet again, Let all glory and praise Be to the love that conceived us From the word of the spirit From the emptiness into flesh That feels, loves, hates, And kills and rebels, But never abandoned By the merciful hands, That mold life from clay. Forever, we’ll be one--- When we shall meet again, We’ll be the blooming flowers Whose sweetest fragrance pours From the water falls on the mountain top, Pouring down with sweet music Dashing upon us, just two Bathing in the quiet stream, hugging The corners of the deep valleys As the sun strolls quietly by, Changing the colors of the sky And the shadows painted on the valleys. We shall never part---- When we meet again, Like children of innocence And purity of heart and purpose, We’ll play in the clouds above the skies, And sleep in the bosom below tranquil streams. Day after day, blessed with each other, Rich with each other, We’ll know happiness through each other; As we awake from deep slumber, To embrace and know life’s greatest gift, The love we’ve for each other.

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on June 2, 2008

Flowing along with the current of love, and a spiritual write besides. Comforted me just by reading it and getting into the nature of the write. Oh, that my husband my be standing at the pearly gates when it is my time to enter in. love the butterflies and birds and all creatures displayed in this poetry.

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on April 24, 2008

This poem has a cadence like the rippling water in a stream...as it softly trips and winds its way through life.
My favorite lines...
"Bathing in the quiet stream, hugging
The corners of the deep valleys"
I like those lines because they can be read two ways, and each meaning is beautiful.
Cryssa

Reviewed by Robert Covington (Reader)

Reviewed on April 22, 2008

Your faith and spirituality exudes from this poem.It paints a glorious picture of our destiny that should be a joy, in lieu of the dread often perceived by earthlings. Your sharing is one of love that comes from the greatest lover and provider of love--the Almighty.

Reviewed by Cynth'ya Reed

Reviewed on March 29, 2008

Translation:
There is health,and there is everlasting disease-free life. I agree with all our previous colleagues 100% on your works!

blessin's,
cynth'ya lewis reed

Reviewed by Randall Barfield

Reviewed on March 28, 2008

Great imagery, choice of words, format, and message of sincerity. Cheers

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

A wonderful piece of humbleness and beauty with a yearning heart for those we have lost, in the hope of reuniting again one day. Artfully orchestrated with much passion....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Donna Quesinberry

Billy,

Such a pleasant ode to love and the lore of union.

Thanks, ~D.

Reviewed by R Beeman

a deep flowing right of love and appreciation, hope, faith and respect. enjoyed reading.

randy

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Now this is rich poetry, so stunning.