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James M Vines Jul 2012
A whole new world opens when I look through your eyes
You show me the beauty in a fleeting moment
I see now the hope in happily ever after
Two phoenix rising from the ashes of loves disasters
The hour glass of eternity stands still
As I chase your kiss's like butterflies through a field of heather
I  have woke your love from its deep and dark slumber
You have given me the strength to pull the sword from the stone
You have clicked your heels together
you have called my heart your home
Your the needle in my hearts compass
Ever pointing me towards peace, comfort and love
We have been judged by Cupid and found worthy
Deserving of every blissful thing yearned for by our hearts
Triumphant over the doubt of ages
We stand hands and souls bound together
Smiling into the face of destiny
James M Vines Jul 2012
My heart beats the beat of a bodhran drum
This most divine mother has called me her son
She is calling me home with ancient voices
voices of mine that have gone before me
She draws me unto her as the clover draws the morning dew
My words are born of her beauty
This warrior maiden has cast the ashes of  Rollo upon me
sustaining my courage and righteousness
She is the light and the love, the laughter and hope
in the souls of all she has bore
My emerald mother Ireland
Inspired by the tales of Sir Rollicing Rollo Gillespie
James M Vines Jul 2012
She has found me
richer with word and thought in her praise
warmed by unseen gaze
stronger in my weakness for her
weaker in my doubts
healed in the sickness of my hope
blindly faithful to the course He has set.
Inspired by N.B. : ')
James M Vines Jul 2012
Shadowed by ill fit love
un nurtured and bare of fruit
starving for life brought only by the rays of hope
moss covered and stagnant
stifled and subdued by solitude
yearning to be pruned of our dead limbs we wait
we wait for hope to rise, to shine down
that glorious unseen essence that is Love
the heart of all things beautiful and flourishing
strengthening our roots
  transforming us with purpose
crippled we stand and stretch out towards the heavens
with out memory of pain
we grow
we Love
we hope
Another for N.B.  : ')

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