Release Me Beloved, A Poem.
Release me, to the given plan
heart conversion, in subversion.
Search high and low,
yet here I stand; at your feet.
Exhausted devotion, flapping wings
gasping breathe, I look below
feet touch the ground, still?
Gaze ahead, eyes bare vision,
witness all that is white
rest assure to be is true.
Silky worms have got you stitched
shiny fine liquid, flushed down.
Blush cheeks, cool down at night
chasten thrives, for words of action:
height, might, flight, all to close!
weeping melons, full of seeds
bring me out, each one by hand
to plant by night, rise by day,
all that was written
before the world began.
Oh significant I,
through your infinite eye
can`t you hear me?
I’m done to please,
don`t what to just matter
and emotions to cluster,
you’re with me, yet out of sight.
From my starry eye,
we lay in bed, side by side
and our dreams wide apart.
Are you not the one that said?
“the stars seem bright
when I’m in sight?”
Can`t you see?
I need to help lit the dark.
Do not place the sword in my hand
and stand before me in my way!
Your too dear but not essential
duty calling to meet a need,
that’s the way
hand me a tissue, to wipe the tear.
Dreaded one not here to play
come and fight for delight,
and smile yourself to sleep!
My spirit hunts through the night
flashing light over truth
lies stand naked,
shivering in the cold.
Fear ran off,
forgot to close the door behind,
once a belief, oh what a relief!
I’m ready to fly, release me....
breathe easy on me,
there is my name written,
on a mountain top with gold!
A poem regarding life, martial relationship, God, bitterness & hope.
It`s about two people sharing a life together, apart from heart desires. No room for dreams, well not any time soon! Together juggling every possible aspect of theirs lives well, devoted to the family plan. Torn from responsiblities, as she is drawn to a new burning in her heart she can nolonger subside. She is ready, to extend herself outside the home, pursue her calling. Playing small is going against her will, expressing her dreams would add pressure to the relationship and lastly the time factor- after all timming is everything!.....the only thing left to do is be true in every matter. She asks her team mate to release her towards her dreams, to understand and support her along the way. Far from being a selfish women, she is certain this new venture will benefit many, even her homefront.
My first collection of published poetry:
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