Come my Beloved, Come. A Sonnet by Manatita to Victor Kwok
Come, my Beloved, Come!
Infuse Thy resplendence, into this Flotilla of mine called Love.
My sweet twirl, above the river of dreams,
Is like an epitome of inebriated trance.
It takes my Soul lovingly, and caresses it in splendour.
I feel its tender nudges in twinkling stars;
In the awakened dawn as I remember Gratitude.
Sweet Bluebird of the perennial Light, where is Thy dichotomy?
Here in the thrills of Delight, everyone and everything blends,
As I continue to sing - in different ways – Your song of Love sublime.
Do guide me – Thou extra-terrestrial beacon -
Through timeless moments of each initiated sunrise.
Embrace me with the resonance of bells bedecked in rhapsodies,
And let me ride the firmament, in the continuum of everlasting bliss.
-Manatita, Bard of Solace. 3rd December, 2014. © Copyrighted.
~ Word-crafted Wisdom. Awakening the Light Within ~
My Sweet Lord
Can the poetry of loftiness inspire solace?
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