#goldenmist
I'm winging it on a rainbow
Surely I will find
That place where
the rainbow touches earth
with golden mist Devine
Within the hills
beside the wind-swept
crystal seas divide
I will await you there
Knowing there to find
the missing moments
Once now but not
forever lost in time
Sheltered there from storm
Awakened there from sleep
The part and participle
of a life forever stoic
beyond the oppressive tide.
Wing it on a rainbow
Touch it and you will shine
As the rainbow touches earth
with the golden mist
of the Devine.
I will await you there.
-R.
(9.17)
-LA
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Their Love was such
that people smiled
when their hands touched
When they kissed
the people bowed
their heads
As the lovers embraced
all the good people
gave thanks
And then when
they made love
the people fell to their knees
and thanked God above
All this in those days
when the golden mist
of the Divine
was found where
rainbows bow to grace
Our Good Earth
In the days when She whispered,
"Let them know
how We Loved."
-R.
(2.14.14)
-D
Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 6:32 PM UTC