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LA Jun 2018
I’ve watched you move dust from the earth
With every speck turned into gold;
I’ve watched you sweep the ashes from the hearth
And thus, grief is laden in the mold.

I’ve seen you maneuver a ship on sail
Like a deity between the land and sea;
I’ve seen you move past through the hail
And the trees swayed with their leaves at plea.

I’ve noticed your stillness through the dark
In which it seemed so delightfully right;
I’ve noticed the bareness you left as a mark
When the ambience had turned sour at night.

I’ve recalled your defiance amid the rudiments
In which I found such beauty in nothingness;
I’ve recalled your anticlinal sentiments
Thus, how could one like the breadth less?
Diána Bósa May 2018
take a train
seek a station
sense the location
nevermind the destination

thus the landscape is just a mindscape;
a vastness of space, a great unknown
we built for each other,
a wall of falling - a distance of stasis.
once a
delight to
splurge an
assortment of
chocolate while
enhance its
purveyor like
copious spoons
on layers
there that'd
make confection
sweet as
pie but
connoisseurs haven't
hastened the
dictate conclusively
every time
Fritzi Melendez Sep 2017
I have gotten so used to the vastness of dark spaces,

I began to believe they are my friends.
I feel so alone and unwanted. My only comfort is within myself.
Ryan Mar 2016
Space and time ripped,
awe inspired eyes watch on as they accept their impending doom with graceful hearts.
for a moment time stops...
those left in their last moments turn to share love in its purest form
life and death are left as constructs compared to cosmic love.
life is strange?
How can mortals completely envision heaven?
Exploring the fullness of what we’ll see,
will surely take many human lifetimes,
in order to take in… all things of eternity.

Whatever God has prepared for us -
conceived from infinite possibilities,
the sight of its beauty lies beyond our mental grasp,
whose description, exceeds one’s vocabulary.

What is the secret name reserved for me?
Can one take a swim in the glassy sea?
How large is the throne room of God?
How many angels and cherubs will we see?

Can we exist beyond the third dimension?
Will we be able fly through the universe?
How long will it take me to memorize all Scripture
and the subtle meanings… of each and every verse?

How many new colors, will we experience
that shine within Jehovah’s heavenly dome?
How much gold will stick to my feet,
from walking around my eternal, new home?

What are the capabilities of our immortal bodies?
How much knowledge, from our lives, will we retain?
What will my first feelings and thoughts be,
when standing before… the Lamb who was slain?

Great are the rewards of Kingdom living.
Among the redeemed, no one is viewed the fool;
His great family will be overcome with joy,
knowing that everyone submitted… to His Sovereign rule.



Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
1 Cor 2:9; Rom 14:17-18

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2011, All rights reserved.
Mr X Jul 2014
I remember that day
You told me to find YOU.

I searched and kept searching.
It felt like you were just a drop of water lost amidst the golden sands of Arabia.

I searched and kept searching,
Until I came to know you were not that drop but the sand itself which takes it's flight past time.

Capturing me in its vastness and always getting lost from my desperate grip,
I'm still not sure whether I'm just another victim or a witness to your everlasting beauty.

But just remember,
I've found YOU, as promised.

— The End —