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What softly stirs your precious heart to breathe
Shakes your very existence
Listens to those winds that sing, you see
Brings blessings to you
In abundance

Does it echo in the words of every woman or man
Like pearls dropped in golden light
Give you wings of desire to swiftly fly to lands
Alter your own purpose
Stand and fight

Can it unbind your soul, bring you peaceful sleep
While your heart plays in the sun
Does it gently replace the dreams you keep
Even when they have been shattered
By everyone

If nothing stirs your precious heart to breathe
Shakes your very existence
Keep listening to those winds that sing, you see
Those blessing will come to you
With persistence
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I looked out from a heart that hoped and saw a precious jewel
Unafraid of my gleaming leaves or the way I speak
With a heart unselfish and never cruel
Shining as in a dream
A light to seek

The air sprouted new leaves as time and space stood still
Touching these gleaming leaves of my own
What a heavenly gesture I could feel
Radiating from this jewel
Unbeknown

Clearly, in my sight, my pulse quickened at the view
As these leaves kissed my gleaming green
Such treasure I found in a jewel
When I looked out in hope
Unforeseen

Never again will I see my world the same as before
Because I saw a precious jewel
With air my leaves adore
A heart unselfish
Never cruel
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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I saw three faces within a ring of happiness
Like rays of love that sparkled so
Living only to impress
New delights
Into my
Soul

A white dove fluttered by each of the faces
Connected by a chain of purest air
Teaching them to fly in place
On their way to
When and
Where

Rosy petals floated like the tears of angels
Down each cheek in laughter
By each ear a marvel
Whirling into now
To forever and
Hereafter

An elixir of promises spilled from their lips
Flowing into an ocean of true love
I drank my fill in just one sip
To find myself laughing
And here fluttering
With
The doves
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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Though I have found you within the walls, you arise
Checked with beauty full of bends and curves
Alone, you hold bright spaces
With the softest footsteps
Of great reserve

Who would have guessed that I would have found you
Emblazoned in all your infinite mystic light
Surrounded by a warm white mist
How hard your essence
Would be to fight

There for a while all was veiled in this warm white mist
Which flew in anew each day on the wind
I slept with feathers round my bed
Ignoring the burning bush
I defend

Now I sigh at the sight of your infinite mystic light
As the wind blows the mist aside
Though I have found you within the walls, I arise
To seek that from which
I hide
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
A cardinal is looking in my open window
Searching for his beloved sky
I can see his eyes in the morning glow
Can tell that his wings
Are aching to fly

I can feel a whispered breeze calling out to him
So why does he continue looking here
Instead of lighting there on yonder limb
Is he merely confused
Or full of fear

I dare not utter a single, solitary word
Or move an inch, you see
Recognizing a kindred spirit in this bird
Looking here in my window
Searching, just like me

I am staring at the world through an open window
Always, searching for my beloved sky
One day when I find what I seek, I will go
Spread out my wings
And swiftly fly
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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I shall bound triumphantly into a time to come
Drink of waters no other has ever tasted
A serene and silent seer
I shall then become
Into the aching hearts of men
With visions still unread

Brilliant stars will bloom, which once were faded
Sleeping souls retracing steps
Of a time before their skies were jaded
By those errors made in judgment
Stealing lives
Into a dark misstep

I shall then lie outside myself
And watch to see
Those aching hearts drinking waters I have tasted
A serene and silent seer I will remain and be
While sleeping souls regain the light
They thought once wasted
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
Misty moonlight falls on dancing waters
Shimmers as it plays
Lights the fall of a gauntlet’s challenge
Called the sunrise
Of the day

Straining beams of iridescence quietly appear
Changing in a glow
Accumulating dust from a starlight’s sphere
A brilliant sparkling
From long ago

A splash of velvet is the midnight sky
Cradling our moon
Softly singing the sweetest lullaby
Knowing the challenge
Is ending soon

Streaks of crimson, fiery red appear
Across the velveteen
The moonlight's dancing end is near
As the sun again
Is seen
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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Kindness is an essence painless for us to reach
The smallest one makes our journey light
A memory of a kindness seldom ever leaves
Brings a smile to our faces
When it is recalled
In our sight

Such a powerful virtue is contained in kindness
Though often considered insignificant
It is a choice each one of us carries within us
To nourish a seed of hope in a soul
In dire need
Of replenishment

Kindness is a gentle element, smoothing tension
Throughout energy flowing in us all
Abundantly, in supply, to each and everyone
A choice, perhaps considered insignificant
With an effect, one could never
Consider small
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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True friends can help us seek inside our souls
For that which is true
Retrace our steps looking into burning coals
Of blazing fires, we left a smoldering
When life went all-askew

They help us see beyond our looking glass
Under places where we hide
Deep scars and wounds of days gone past
From all those bitter tears
That never dried

A true friend can help us see a side of us
We may not wish to see
While holding our hand in gentle trust
Even when
We don’t agree

The truest friend is the one who appears
To help put those fires out cold
Binds your wounds and dries your tears
While holding the hand
Of your soul
*Dedicated to Lorilynn

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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