I Wish That I Could Tell You. A Tribute to Father's Day
An Offering to all My Father-Friend's Here on Hub Pages
I always say how much I care for Mother’s: Their Love, their sacrifice; their enduring and selfless Spirit...
Today, on Father’s Day, I wish to express this same depth of emotion, for Father’s as well.
We are all the children of the One, It’s Light and goodness shines in our efforts, our joys and glories, our tribulations or constant gain and loss. Most abundantly, it glows in our Spirit.
Life has offered us a unique opportunity to serve in a very special way; to be matchless; to offer exceptionally, in a way in which no one else can. We truly have a say in manifesting the Divine; in glorifying God’s Light, and in that sense we are all radiant lamps, revealing our beauty, to a greater or lesser extent, in this wonderful world of the Supreme.The promise, innocence and purity of children, offers us a unique opportunity to do this.
Today I am using poetry, to sing and dance the beauty of the Heart, of the happiness in man, in Father’s, in all the Mother’s children, and in the mystery of our world. Alleluia!
I wish that I could tell you, of the joy in my Heart,
When the raindrops, fell on my window.
It was a quiet spring weekend,
And I lay in bed with my Beloved,
Anchored in the beauty of Love Divine.
I wish that I could tell you,
Of the melody and resonance of the poet sublime.
Weaving and dancing in the Heart with elegance,
He paints a tapestry,
Into the magna of enchanted Souls.
I wish that I could tell you of the meadows,
And their lilies swaying with the Zephyrs.
There, Grandeur waltzes to the cadences of Mother Earth,
And I feel their healing balm,
Deep within my Core.
I wish that I could tell you of my last dream...
I sat on the Elysian lap of minstrels,
Floating on a carpet of celestial Light.
The Delight of a distant Seer lifted my Consciousness;
I exploded into fragments, of ever-effulgent beauty.
I wish that I could tell you, of the pain once burning in my Soul.
Forlorn and desperate; in isolation from my Beloved,
I cried and cried, broken, like a jilted Lover,
Until my Mona Lisa returned, and
Blessed me with Her Bliss-Delight.
I wish that I could tell you, of the charm of Mother Nature.
Ah! The scarlet rainbows; the Cascade Mountains,
A horizon glimmering like radiant lamps!
The bluebells, the hummingbirds; the bamboo shoots,
All singing their songs of freedom in my Spirit.
Finally, I wish that I could tell you,
Of the Beloved’s dream, while cradling my Soul.
An unspoken Light of Love,
Ascends from His Heart and permeates my Core,
Showering His Gratitude, into a trillion words of Silence.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted, 21st June, 2015
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
My Heart is Your Essence; My Soul Your Story.
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© 2015 manatita44
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