Rant on, my fellow stranger poet
who speaks with negative rhyme.
Rant, till the sun stops to shine.
and rains come, if you desire.
Rant, as my ears open
to hear your saga
in hopes a space in mind will open,
Come do hear what I have learned
as old age embraces me,
and my stride is slow.
"It is all in ones perspective.
whereby changing the thought,
changes the scene."
I whispered gently like wind.
"The day is filled with opportunity
to rise with sun to dance
and push away the clouds."
I echoed, hugging with eyes
the thin tall figure.
I stood with cane and intention
to anchor my words in his heart.
before continuing again.
"Its time to take the pieces of puzzle woes
and turn them around if you choose."
the wise sage said.
"For the road is wide
with so much to experience.
So much to connect to
when one awakes to the
Divine being inside."
""Oh to align to hear music of love
in this temporary construct of a lifetime
is a grand thing."
A grand thing,
as I turned, bowed and walked away.
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 9:32 AM UTC
Rant on, my fellow stranger poet
who speaks with negative rhyme.
Rant, till the sun stops to shine.
and rains come, if you desire.
Rant, as my ears open
to hear your saga
in hopes a space in mind will open,
Come do hear what I have learned
as old age embraces me,
and my stride is slow.
"It is all in ones perspective.
whereby changing the thought,
changes the scene."
I whispered gently like wind.
"The day is filled with opportunity
to rise with sun to dance
and push away the clouds."
I echoed, hugging with eyes
the thin tall figure.
I stood with cane and intention
to anchor my words in his heart.
before continuing again.
"Its time to take the pieces of puzzle woes
and turn them around if you choose."
the wise sage said.
"For the road is wide
with so much to experience.
So much to connect to
when one awakes to the
Divine being inside."
""Oh to align to hear music of love
in this temporary construct of a lifetime
is a grand thing."
A grand thing,
as I turned, bowed and walked away.
